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letra de lunatic - liltae2, misterfto, jay juice & tse e2

[intro]
(that’s rgb)

[verse 1: liltae2]
b-tch, i’m a master at this sh-t, i’m really too legit
some people call me crazy as a f-ck, i say a lunatic
can tell that n-gga never shot a gun, look how he shoot the bl!ck
can’t say that’s hate on drive like [?], look how he move the whip
with the clears, they sayin’ that it’s me but still ain’t provin’ sh-t
what’s your name, social and your age? that’s how you use a b-tch
no, you can’t hang, we come around the gang ’cause, n-gga, you’s a snitch
you had the p’s, why you switch your lane and try to move a brick?

[verse 2: misterfto]
my cousin walked in, he got glizzy on him, gave him coolant kit
bought my b-tch a watch then bought her chain, yeah, my lil’ buddha sh-t
hit the jewelry store, i passеd it out to get my newest kit
smokеd a b-tch but i don’t know her name so i’m like who is this?
she was throwin’ so much ass around me and my brother f-cked her
she was throwin’ so much around, i tried to f-ck her cousin
get the ball and take it to the lane, i try to catch a bucket
posted on the block, i got my glock, he wanna catch one, f-ck it

[verse 3: tse e2]
they say i’m crazy than a b-tch, i say a lunatic
this b-tch done asked can she bite my perc’? i made her chew this b-tch
i’m on the west for dumpin’ h-lla g’s, you know who mookie is
like, n-gga, move up out the way, i’m finna shoot this b-tch
my brother walked in here, he got a ruler clip
i hate a b-tch but she my baby mom, i say a stupid b-tch
and tick a n-gga face with my foot on sh-t
if i’d pop my baby mom, then i’d shoot your b-tch
you need to sit down on your ass if you ain’t stood on sh-t
was cuttin’ grass and put the chopper out and had to mogo whip
[verse 4: jay juice]
b-tch, just [?] whip so i could sell my grits
i’m at the telly with this thick b-tch, done got the candles lit
after i sign this distribution deal, i’m finna flood my wrist
i said, if you hit my b-tch, then that is not my b-tch
i like to shoot the ten-milli’ because this b-tch got kick, b-tch
[?] to the face, you can’t sip my trish
brodie like the fat b-tches with the big-ass tits
spin the block and shoot the four-nicky, i got a big-ass bl!ck
your n-gga t–zy walked around the mall, he got a big-ass ‘fit
i’m with this b-tch, i call her everything, this b-tch done bit my d-ck

- liltae2 misterfto jay juice tse e2

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