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letra de rage - lul bankro

rage lyrics
“[intro]:
ahhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, spazz on em ro!

[verse 1: lul bankro]:
b-tches got me f-cked up i got dumb d-ck turn a smart b-tch to a dumb f-ck
if she don’t cum quick she ain’t run track she was probably lace front
i mean
probably smoked a laced blunt told her put that ass up and face front, (eeww)
if she ain’t got the bread she can’t have lunch
my b-tches like brady f-ck them by the bunch
i got these racks in the foreign i got plenty of em
the way that i count through this money i got twenty thumbs
i got these stars in my roof riding megatron
don’t try and rob us my youngins got plеnty guns
don’t try and rob me i keep all the bigger guns
i got somе dummies that’s crashing they shoot for fun
i’m from a city where babies is born with guns
menace to the world call up the pentagon
cuz i’m bout to chew up the world like some bubble gum
i used to run through the streets like a temple run, (d-mn)
f-cking these b-tches and icing they honey buns
can’t cuff a hoe ian tricking off none of these funds
feeling like david i’m slanging this rock
bouta knock down the giant i’m the bully on block, (ding)
big ass choppa it came with a stock
you started this story i just thickened the plot (b-tch)
[hook: lul bankro}:
yeah yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up!
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up! yea yeah!
yeah yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up!
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up! yea yeah!

[verse 2: eddie burnz]:
b-tch i’m eddie burnz watch how you talk to me, (burnz!)
any n-gga disrespect throw him off the balcony
got a fat ass bring it back like a hula-hoop
ice frozone all i need is my super suit
b-tch i’m a beast i react like i’m in a zoo
not on the court but i shoot like i’m finna hoop, (b-tch!)
had to shake my dreads scoot on a n-gga with no moped
i catch a body gotta cut my hair
f-ck my b-tch but i do not care
got a big drum n-ggas don’t fight fair
grab her ass b-tch ya bet not stare
f-ck two hoes yea they come in a pair
fred flintstones gotta cop me a pair
god d-mn
d-mn b-tch i’m a mac mane
live in the fast lane
high all the time and they say its a bad thang
only f-ck b-tches that don’t know my last name
atm for my account when the cash came
percocet mixed with the drank keep the pain away
disrespect me we gonn fight like an anime
let this b-tch go then kick back like a fade away
b-tch i’m a boss i get cake like im anne mae’
beef yesterday its okay you gonn die today
shot by my gun its okay its a throw away
popped on your porch now you n-ggas gonn move away, (burnz)
b-tch i’m eddie burnz (kamehame ahhh, ahh kamehameha)
b-tch i’m eddie burnz (ahh, ahh)
(b-tch i’m)
(b-tch i’m eddie burnz)
(kamehameha ha ah aye)
(kame kame kame ah)
(kamehameha)
(b-tch, b-tch i’m burnz!)
[hook: lul bankro}:
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up!
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up! yea yeah!
yeah yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up!
got us f-cked up! got us f-cked up! yea yeah!
yeah yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
yeah yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
yea yeah!

- lul bankro

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