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letra de litty - lil' villain

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chorus:
n-gga i’m litty
getting my bread imma count up my fifties
look at my wrist that’s 100 and 50
i’m on my cheese like a mouse call me mickey
n-gga, n-gga, n-gga
shut up
n-gga, n-gga, n-gga
run up (x2)

verse:
why these n-ggas all up in my kool-aid? (aye)
bro, i swear these girls faker than a toupee (aye)
hot breath, go and get some toothpaste (aye)
boy i’m balling hard, like my name mj
hating -ss n-ggas keep on saying “go away”
all of y’all stuck, got my life on play
cross a n-gga up, make him do the nae nae
sike, no handles, and my shot look g-y
none of these n-ggas a blip on my radar
hop in the whip and i take off like nascar
n-ggas is mad cause they know they spit no bars
yea i’m 14 just admit that i go hard
lyrics ascended ain’t really pretending
my dm’s is dry ain’t got no one befriended
they talk i talk back and then they get offended
i been doing rap ever since i was 7
i murder the beat i get labeled a felon
i made me some sprite with my sweat and a lemon
i’m lucky af that’s why i got 3 sevens
you messing with me then i’m most likely telling
n-gga you looking like dirty dan
ain’t got no jelly but this a jam
look at the diamonds all on my hand
and i got this at a jewelry stand
don’t think these n-ggas can understand
you ain’t my homie you ain’t my friend
you never reached out and gave a hand
i had to teach myself how to stand
hop on the track but i’m not playing frogger
i just might pull up and finesse on yo daughter
my ice it be melting it dripping like water
i’m k!lling the beat this a lyrical slaughter
my chain super fake go from golden to copper
“do this, gonna do that” you ain’t nothing but a talker
they need my support hold them up like a walker
i terminate n-ggas boy get to the chopper
hit up my ex and she told me to block her
maybe she know that a n-gga went stalker
just like john wick i’m a lyrical shotter
cooking up magic call me harry potter
from my chest to my toes got polo
n-gga you a cop no robo
i made a ship out of a rowboat
i made this rap while in sleep mode

chorus:
n-gga i’m litty
getting my bread imma count up my fifties
look at my wrist that’s 100 and 50
i’m on my cheese like a mouse call me mickey
n-gga, n-gga, n-gga
shut up
n-gga, n-gga, n-gga
run up (x2)

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