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letra de let it spray! - lil nesley

aye
i’m gonna give 20 bucks to the first person that can guess this sample
what up?
except for mol$ (i f-cking love this song)
he probably knows it
anyways

like, you a b-tch-ass hoe
run up on you, snap like kitkat
tell me how nesley get his wrist shine like that
this fast, yuh
the bread all on me, need a big bag
how the f-ck you talk yo’ sh-t on me?
you an enemy, i’ma let it spray
i’m with his b-tch and she drinking me like i’m lemonade
i just busted enough b-tch i will not fade today
and you’ve been talking down on me but you are made to pay
and b-tch i’m getting paid

aye, b-lls hang out more than your d-ck
i’m with the flop
big gang, we pull up with that clip
and when i put the semi auto at your bro, he gon’ dip
i shared a pic of your b-tch
then she dm’ed me her tits
and then she’s been looking longer than lil nas x’s d-ck pics
i said it twice, acab, lil nesley hates pigs
and when i said it, b-tch i meant it
why you thinking it’s cap?
b-tch i know what i said, and i would never redact
i just want a reaction when i step on this mic-ee
that little broke-ass boy, gonna get mad and fight me
i’m always beefing for the lol’s
and talking for the lmao’s
but i ain’t doing first i like to watch ’em run they big mouth
and then they call me first
and then they ask for verse
and when i tell ’em, “h-ll naw” they gon’ f-ckin’ burst
i made it out the sh-t ’round here
my music like a cold one
you pass it around and round and get everybody hooked up
but i got white b-tches, black b-tches
ivory, ebony
i’m a monster
predictable but random like my music f-cking tom scott
simping for some p-ssy turns you to a f-cking methhead
lil’ b-tch are you good? or do i gotta make your deathbed
f-cking up my homie’ life like you don’t even own that
sh-t talking my music but my plays, they make you dumb mad
and if the ak coming out it’s making [?], it go gratata
and i’m sorry ’bout your cats, but your name is f-cking-
b-tch-ass hoe
run up on you, snap like kitkat
tell me how nesley get his wrist shine like that
this fast, yuh
the bread all on me, need a big bag
how the f-ck you talk yo’ sh-t on me?
you an enemy, i’ma let it spray
i’m with his b-tch and she drinking me like i’m lemonade
i just busted enough b-tch i will not fade today
and you’ve been talking down on me but you are made to pay
and b-tch i’m getting paid

- lil nesley

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