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letra de klon - ​lil wess

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[intro}
where my f-cking juul at!
i am a nicc feign b-tch!

[chorus]
that beef that your’e starting
i fight like a spartan
b-tch need some milk
so i throw him a cartoon
b-tch will get k!lled if he walks through my garden
i sock him in the lips, don’t expect to be pardoned
this wok that i sip, and this blunt i be sparking
hoe you a b-tch
why the f-ck is you barking
b-tch you’re a l!ck
get that car into parking
i’m grabbing yo sh-t, but best believe that i’m arming

[verse 1]
i got coke in the motherf-cking table
i am the demon you read about in your fable
(aha) (aha) (aha) (aha)
i came straight from the demon s-m-n (hey) (yeah b-tch!)
i can’t help it b-tch i’m f-cking feigning (i’m f-cking feigning!)
i need me the xanz (xanz)
i need me the molly (molly)
i’m burning my gas (gas)
i’m tripping in the lobby (lobby)
pop a few pills (pills)
now that i’m falling (falling)
i got 123 demons and they calling
[verse 2]
saying oh my god wess you the best
big boof keep that smoke in my chest
my pills like designer i swear they’re the best
she snorting a lina, she showing her breast
kick her ass out because she thinks she’s a guest
she want to be mine hoe you’re a pest
i am a demon i am lil wess
b-tch name melanie snorting a line
b-tch fell heavily, she feeling so fine
kick her ass out she thinking she’s mine
keep on the low, but i keep on the high
just to make sure all the respect is mine
b-tch disagree, then a bullet to your mind

[verse 3]
i’m tired of this sh-t, i’m done being kind
i grab me the glit, and what is mine
i’m tired of this sh-t, i’ m done being kind
i grab me the glit, and i get what is mine
i’m tired of this sh-t, i’m done being kind
i grab me the glit, and get get what is mine
i’m tired of this sh-t, i’m done being kind
i grab me the glit, and get get what is mine

[chorus]
that beef that your’e starting
i fight like a spartan
b-tch need some milk
so i throw him a cartoon
b-tch will get k!lled if he walks through my garden
socked in the lips, don’t expect to be pardoned
this wok that i sip, and this blunt i be sparking
hoe you a b-tch
why the f-ck is you barking
b-tch you’re a l!ck
get that car into parking
i’m grabbing yo sh-t, but best believe that i’m arming
[outro]
i got mother f-cking horses staring at me and sh-t!
b-tch!
i’m f-cking god!
kiss my f-cking feet!

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