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letra de ​slug - ​lo3rd

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​[letra de “slug” ft. cewer & inci0]

[verso 1: lo3rd]
me siento muy hot, bro, i feel like nezha
tu jeva en ft, ya la tengo sin camisa
i’m so smooth, i’m so sl!ck (ah), ¿por qué tú te quilla’?
mientras tú juegas to’ los días yo me como a tu tipa
shubi-ruru-ta, la tengo adic—
con tanto dinero ya ‘toy de revista
no quiero na’ más, yah-ah-ah
tanto money que no sé en qué gastar
‘toy tan hot que la shawty no para de llamar

[interludio instrumental]

[verso 2: lo3rd]
me siento muy hot, bro, i feel like nezha
tu jeva en ft, ya la tengo sin camisa
i’m so smooth, i’m so sl!ck (ah), ¿por qué tú te quilla’?
mientras tú juegas to’ los días yo me como a tu tipa
‘toy haciendo cash, i feel like a god (bro, i’m poppin’)
girlas wanna stay on my c-ck (they keep coming)
‘toy haciendo cash, i feel like a god (bro, i’m poppin’)
girlas wanna stay on my c-ck (they keep coming)

[verso 3: cewer]
and this glock up on my hip been gеttin’ hotter
smoke pack, smoke fauna likе a marauder
you talk tough, you’re a goner
and this choppa eat you up like a piranha
one tap, you a b-tch, no, i ain’t never gonna fold
and you cryin’ in a ditch, you’re fillin’ up with mold
i don’t know what i’m saying, i don’t know what i’m told
i’ll call you back when i’m gold
i’ll call you back when i’m done
i cannot f-ck with these bros, they my sons
i cannot f-ck with the most, it’s a ton
i give all your b-tches what they want
[verso 4: inci0]
you my sons, no, you ain’t even close
here’s a toast to every f-ckin’ opp i ever smoked
laying low ’cause 12 on my ass and i know
you is subhuman trash, you get smoked like a cone
i can tell that you mad ’cause i’m up and you know
in your home, break through your window, don’t need doors
you ain’t runnin’ sh-t, think you sl!ck, then you fold
you stay talkin’ sh-t from your mother’s d-mn home
bro, i only stay in contact if i get a contract
and your homie got a cosign, now he think he all that
yeah, we shootin’ like it’s kovaak, watch your homie fall back
i put a bounty on his head just like a f-ckin’ top hat

[outro: inci0]
fall back, i put a bounty on his head just like a f-ckin’ top hat
fall back, i put a bounty on his head just like a f-ckin’ top hat
fall back, i put a bounty on his head just like a f-ckin’ top hat
fall back, i put a bounty on his head just like a f-ckin’ top—

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