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letra de nettspend - lilchika

[intro]
(oh my god, guys, chika just texted me)
hmm, yeah, yeah
fa, fa, yeah, yeah
neck, throat, bigger than a b-tch
hmm, slatt, slatt, knocking a n-gga-

[chorus]
whole lotta slatt sh-t, this that lilchika sh-t
pull up in a bmw (w)
i mix the crack with the wam on live, the chat keep saying “w”
carti here watching, the balenci’ jacket
my shooter be dripped in a bulletproof jacket
whole lotta sl-ts in the air
i’m crazy as f-ck, truth or dare? let’s do it!
i gave him a chance and that f-ck n-gga blew it
they say i’m up next, but i already knew it
i’m getting money, no time to be sad and sh-t
i was just sad till i got me a badder b-tch (gang, woah)
nah, for real, i need me a mill’
it’s 300k if you bring me the k!ll
i just ran down an opp, p-ssy boy stay still
(frah, frah, ha, ha) free will (okay)
the draco got a hit and it bang (bang)
i got no auto-tune, you can still hear the pain
i’m really a crashout
if i hit from the back, she ‘gon pass out
she just walked in the room with her ass out (woah, woah)
and this draco on my hip go boaw-boaw (woah, woah)
if you pass me the rock, i’mma go get a bucket
two chains on my neck and my ears got some nuggets
mt n-gga baller he pray for the blessings
the glock gotta sneeze, i just might have to bless him
and i’m out of this world, kinda feel like i’m nettspend (woah)
why the h-ll do i feel like i’m nettspend?
[verse]
i spend too much, can’t keep count of money and sh-t
she bounce on a dih like a bunny and sh-t
thick hoe and she kinda funny and sh-t
you know i’m that n-gga, i be running sh-t
two door coupe, i just switched out the rims
the boy finna stop down at some tim’s
my b-tch bad, she look better than kim (kardashian)
if you want it, you know that i’m having it (yeah)
i got shooters that really be slapping sh-t (woah)
it ain’t nothing for me to go bag a b-tch
make her eat it up, don’t gotta ask the b-tch (woah, woah, woah)
i got the whip in cruise control
the f-ck is a gram? i got peas and bowls
i’m counting up pesos
“d-r-a-c-o”, that’s a draco
you don’t wanna fight, p-ssy boy, that’s a k-o
the f-ck is a l when you always ‘gon win?
she might go to church, but for chika she sin
i’m not tryna talk, let’s do it, n-gga, spin!
i just robbed your n-gga, i might do it again!

- lilchika

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