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letra de 1 (2 mill!) - lord $hredda

[intro]
ah, huh
lord!
i tried to tell them n-ggas huh
lord! look

[verse 1]
i’m 2 steps from the ledge
“don’t jump” what they said
the only way the n-gga jumping if i’m jumping to the bread
we ain’t neighbors, you ain’t ned
i’ma homer like i said
but if i catch you on my land i’ma empty out that lead
i got a lot of sh-t in my tank, i’ma run a sprint to the bank
rolling off a pill just for the thrill, at the top of hill like hank
lot of these n-ggas p-ssy i ain’t
they can’t take the steps that i take
i can tell [?] that’s why i need an ak with a shank
gotta stay in the cut like some shears
they can’t interfere as long as i’m here
see through the n-ggas they fake like vaneer
they act like some b-tches they been on they heals
[?] i keep that sh-t clear
but you did not hear
i’ll put your head in a [?]
that n-gga a pig i know he gon squeal
[chorus]
n-gga f-ck how you feel
i done kept it too real
i ain’t stopping in this b-tch til i got 1 or 2 mil
nah
1 or 2 bill
nah
1 or 2 trill
playing with my pockets
pop his ass like 1 or 2 pills (ah!)
n-gga f-ck how you feel
i done kept it too real
i ain’t stopping in this b-tch til i got 1 or 2 mil
nah
1 or 2 bill
nah
1 or 2 trill
playing with my pockets
pop his ass like 1 or 2 pills (ah!)

[verse 2]
i run up my bag i run up my stocks
i been at your block, you f-ck with my guap
flow like a [nuke?] cuz i cannot be stopped
feel like a [?] cuz i got it on [?]
better take notes if i got the aux
you play with my top, your head gettin’ chopped
these n-ggas too p-ssy, wear [?] like a [thot?]
your daddy a p-ssy, of course you’re a tw-t
i-i need 2 milli of something, tryna get dumb rich
i need an asian b-tch that’s dumb thicc
twerk in the function
i don’t know what i’m becoming, dark as a dungeon
the racks be sittin’ in my luggage till i reach the summit
i need a dufflebag [i’m?] overflow
i’ll catch a holy ghost
been tryna f-ck [that?] b-tch she want some more
i give her d-ck and go, i hit the road
she want a bread like toast, i told that b-tch “i know”
i want a hoe, she wanna give me throat
i hit that b-tch and go
[chorus]
n-gga f-ck how you feel
i done kept it too real
i ain’t stopping in this b-tch til i got 1 or 2 mil
nah
1 or 2 bill
nah
1 or 2 trill
playing with my pockets
pop his ass like 1 or 2 pills (ah!)
n-gga f-ck how you feel
i done kept it too real
i ain’t stopping in this b-tch til i got 1 or 2 mil
nah
1 or 2 bill
nah
1 or 2 trill
playing with my pockets
pop his ass like 1 or 2 pills (ah!)

- lord hredda

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