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letra de $ummer nightz - lil tomahawk

(verse 1)
driving my foreign whip in the city at night, fly the private jet to cancun i’m bout to take flight, copped a new buss down watch it sparkle like sprite, bout to make a hit song i’ll do it on sight, i’m ready to fight, any one who is half stepping, better learn your lesson before you start testing, i know you want my bags so i’m not giving out mentions, i went from dissing to making racks watch my progression.(watch it) got so much respect that they wanting me to stop, and i’ll tell em to sit down while i make it to the top, praying on my downfall thinking that i’m gonna flop, i wasn’t the most known now i got da haters kicking rocks. pretending that your my friend when you a foe bro, grinding in the stu while you riding waves like a row boat, speed the beat up and put it into slow mo, know i pack it and my patek is on frozone. winning me in a beef, bro we can’t relate,(nope) or your gonna get hit in the brain, better catch the fade, whatcha say, you better go, get in the zone, what you know, not gonna get dat fame, come at me in a diss bro you stupid, you the type to switch and fricken change. i went in on that verse man i switched up, tryna diss me, that’s a stupid move you gon get stitched up,hit up the club and we make that lit bruh, tryna to roast me bruh that’s a slip up
(verse 2)
built like some steel, shiz could get real, you fools on insta and always flexing your bills. that’s fake money, saying it’s real but you still frontin, stealing my style is the only time you steal something. all i count is blues, you know how i do, saying your real but you a snake and a fool,(sss) man stop tryna act like your cool, no one cares if you have water on the wrist like a pool. every single day i counting all them bands, on the call with your girl and i’m calling all her friends, i’m rapping to my best ability i’m always taking a chance, you always hating on me but you actually a fan. wrist freezing i should call myself frozone, i don’t need dumb features i’m going solo, you ain’t a big dog bro you like todo, sayin you heathy but u of the smoke like the ozone. tryna to get cash bro you dum de de dumb lil bit, i do track so you better run de run lil bit, if we were talking tongue talk you still could hit a l!ck, if you did karate you still could get a kick, out of something, you album ain’t nothing, i could walk over your track even if i was in crutches, your so broke that my age is your budget, better bust in, turn it into a ruckus, rap like a race you gon get dusted

- lil tomahawk

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