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letra de narcos ii - lil sesh

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i just f-cked a b-tch on the way to the top
f-cked her brains out now theyre dripping down the wall
i don’t give f-ck cause i took my rings off
if you wanna talk sh-t we can let it ring out

cabbage, big o bagga bud i gotta have it
savage, flip it, sell it fast and buy a patek
addict, to f-cking jewelry and salad
package, sniff another l!ck and i’mma grab it

d-ck for my boo with the package in the back
sippin’ booze and the p-ssy all wet
jiffy lube hit the b-tch from the back
rings on my hand never leaving off her breast

sip til we get sh-t faced like meth
young getting rich cause our pack is the best
gun to your face so we know you won’t tell
even piggy get scared so he ring his own bell

all i ever wanted was a mother f-cking patek
now i’m full grown i got the draco automatic
ice on my wrist got me looking like an addict
yeah
no one ever stopped me, got em shaking like a f-ggot

i’m straight chillin’ do not f-ck with all the static
when i get some bud chop the sh-t and then i bag it
all the f-cking haters try to say that i don’t have it
but when i catch wiff of a l!ck i’mma grab it

in sauna, talking about the flora and the fauna
gonner, pop a pill and geek like an iguana
chopper, t–th are biting down like a piranah
‘copter, dropped the bag off from tiawanna

when i was a youngin i used to think i was a gonner
then a smoked a little weed and now i’m reeking like a farmer
dumb police said gunna make sting but i made ten mil on my way to tennessee

i just dropped a rack on my neck, i’m living lavish
hear you talking sh-t and then i’ll make you red like radish
pull out all the shooters they will chop ya up like salad yeah
i pulled out the karats then i shot off all the rabbits

packing, when i hit a l!ck i’m always strapping
papping, cause these lil p-ssy b-tches capping
trappin’, definition of the life i’m havin’
strappin’, gold up on my chest like i’m a captain

sipping on blue and getting trashed in the trap
losing all my sh-t where my keys, where they at
flipping through all my racks in lac
if you feeling greedy we can pull up with the straps

throw you in the trunk and bring you back to trap
ain’t not tell you’re family ain’t no where you at
don’t you even worry, i’m a surgeon with the strap
if we catch you talking you can bet you’ll get blapped

i just wanna tell you that you’re f-cking with a savage
all the f-cking pillies got me foaming like i’m rabid
wasn’t doing sh-t when i was living out in cali yeah
i just f-cked your b-tch, and i’m f-cking like a rabbit

keep on hearing squeeking, think the feds are in the attic
put my my finger up and then i pap him with the ‘matic
feds watch my -ss like they are some f-ggots
if they really want a piece then the r-t-rds can have it

lavish, i just copped a chain you tryna grab it
maggot, always talking sh-t but you won’t have it
patek, big old shiney crystals like an addict
rack it, blow you off the earth like it’s some magic

i’m smoking the cabbage, don’t stunt or i’ll stab ya these pills got me feeling like yo gabba gabba
i’m trapping not capping i bust em off rapid
i make bucks from trapping, i flex i’m a savage

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