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letra de stick up - lunar c

[verse 1: lefty]
the local nutter
i’ll have a bet, i’ll have a flutter
i never stutter, her skin look like some peanut b-tter
that’s smooth, not crunchy
i got too high, i’m on the bungee
no one above me, they’re under
i’m coming to plunder
i’ll kick your door in
i left that b-tch, she boring
i’m turned up till the morning
the way i live’s appalling
i ticked your b-tch a packet
and then i sniffed a packet
i buss up on her jacket
then buss a tab and left the planet
i didn’t plan it
just with my eyes know what a gram is
your drugs will vanish
a man of culture, i speak every language
i beat it up, no bandage
i’m tryna live it lavish, not average
can’t trip without the baggage

[verse 2: p solja]
i was bored on a late night, holla told a freak come
i’ve ran out of jack and the motherf-cking weed done
b-tch better have a pack or i’ma have her running back
three-five of skittles, stuff it in a f-cking wrap
i’m from the ends where the baddest chicks are brasses
and n-ggas think they’re educated cause they’re wearing glasses
i’m cool with the charvas, done work with the rasses
i f-cked off my ex, i don’t care, i’m too passive
cool personality, d-ck game massive
every chick i f-ck with wants to get married
i’ve done dirt in gippy, scr-p like izzy
smoke like hippie, ras like ziggy
[verse 3: lunar c]
no love lost, i don’t have bad blood
with anyone but talk sh-t, you gotta back that up
zero tolerance, they used their last chance up
so if i give ’em three strikes, that’s a jab, jab, hut
you got the image down but forgot to learn to rap
that’s why your punches never land like bobby shmurda’s cap
i’d understand if you just want to earn some cash
but you’re just in it for the fame and i’m not concerned with that
b-tch, welcome to the chaos theory
p-ssies act like they don’t hear me
i stand firm like piers overlooking the seafront
and i weigh strong peers overlooking that c fronting, they hate me
when i grow up, i wanna be lunar c
i told my ex “the coolest thing about you is me”
fly tippas are the greatest and they all know it
and if they don’t then they got no taste like they caught covid

- lunar c

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