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letra de accusin/lyrical lemonade* - lil skies

lyrics from snippet

f-ck n-gga say he got a problem, hold up, tell him “keep yo head up”
i’m a young n-gga, got my bread up, i’m f-cking his b-tch with my leg up
we pull up in descersions, 2020 n-gga in a suburban
i’m shootin that n-gga, i’m swervin, i’m f-ckin his b-tch while she slurpin
we shoot his lil brother in a hoopty, and why we shootin a movie?
i’m f-ckin on all these groupies, these n-ggas be actin like goofies
i dance on a b-tch like fivey, give her percs she call me papi
tattoos all on my body, let her come ride on my johnny
these b-tches, they say i’m c-cky, look at em likе “who gon stop me?”
been ballin on n-ggas like kyrie, big boss sh-t likе john gotti
in the game and you know i gotta win it, been ballin, n-gga, give me a minute
you wanna sign lines and you look like you losin, you talkin all that sh-t n-gga why you accusin?
you actin like a b-tch, stop doin that hoe sh-t, instagram, postin pictures of your toe sh-t
what the f-ck, n-ggas on some hoe sh-t, i mean it like, n-ggas on some hoe sh-t
me and stan we gon kick the door sh-t, back to back, kick up in ya flow sh-t
i run up in ya house, and i hit the motion, i ain’t with the back and forth and all the commotion
i was really down bad and now i’m floatin, track to track, back to back, i go in
lap to lap, around the world, they know it’s fast as f-ck like a locomotive
i walk in the trap, like “hey”, look at that b-tch like you ain’t my bae
you ain’t payin my room, my sh-t ain’t paid, this b-tch wanna f-ck and just get laid
n-gga like me, i’m steady gettin paid, huh, workin that b-tch like a maid, huh
workin that b-tch like a slave, huh, workin time in my f-ckin grave, huh
another verse, i could do it for fun, lyrical like a n-gga, big pun
lyrical lemonade, runtz, lyrical lemonade, i’m stuntin
n-ggas hate, i feel like i’m cole bennett, hop out the tesla with a midget
came up in this b-tch with a smidget, n-gga talkin, imma make him cricket
i can’t stand up for no minimum wage, n-gga like me, countin the blues
n-gga like me, stay with the crew, n-gga like me, jump out the stu
young n-gga, i was countin the dollars, young n-gga, make yo big mama holler
young n-gga, i was countin with partners, young n-gga, imma [?]
young n-gga, i stay with all the troops, young n-gga, they gon hop out and shoot
dark tints, they gon slide thru the roof, dark tints they gon shoot who to do
if you talk to cops, n-gga you’re lame, n-gga think he flexin with that lil chain
n-gga think he up like he the thing, this n-gga thinkin till we take off his brain
go to the bank, pull out a fifty, bad b-tch, send me pics of her titties
i’m a clean n-gga, don’t give me hickeys, kick her out, after she suck my d-cky
where your bag at? b-tch i got [?], sippin lean, it go straight to my kidneys
big gun, we gon shoot him with semis, smokin runtz, this sh-t

- lil skies

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