letra de allblk - maajins
[verse 1]
b-tch i’m smoking this gas, i’m stressed
superman hang and lang on my chest
all these n-ggas ain’t sh-t, they some pests
talk on twitter we leaving a mess
clear his block n-gga no one is left
money make that b-tch seem like mcwest
she gon blow me but she not a ref
call janki serve him a head crack, yea she throw p-ssy but you coulda kept that
n-ggas pump faking i can’t respect that
and he said that it’s up n-gga bet that
i don’t f-ck all these hoes i done met that
i don’t f-ck with the bar, ima set that
had to go tap in with twin, wherе yo head at?
bad lil b-tch stuck to me like a nеck tat
oh yuhh
[verse 2]
new rick jeans ima wax em
he wanna feat’ i tax him
he missing t–th, you gassed him
i’m off rp in the bathroom
she don’t f-ck with me, i’m a assh0l-
uhh, i spent 3k on a statue
yuhh, and i’m whipping the work no lasso
these n-ggas be corn
i had this sh-t made ever since i was born
b-tch i’m in the cut like some new dior’s born
blowing my phone lil b-tch you not important
bad lil b-tch hit my line, she tryn’ do p-rn
[?]
pull out my rati yea we finna gore him
i woulda f-ck but that lil b-tch too boring
ima step out, my fit like 2 bands
yea, im mr.getoutthejam
don’t need a label, it’s f-ck the event
b-tch i got bb belt and my diamonds they dance
b-tch i be in the rave they cooking up trance say he with the ye its apply and demand we do him like vase we cracking his mans these bullets gon heat him up give him a tan n-gga
[verse 3]
brand new whip, [?]
she said i spend too much money can’t stand it
last year, i was applying head bandaid
last year, i was finna take a n-gga b-tch
last year, i was finna f-ck with sticks
yea i f-cked that b-tch then hit the drum she get kicked
b-tch i’m rocking 2 off a 7 no mix
2 off a 7 want 120
i want that b-tch she a rich honey
no n-ggas can’t get a [?] from me
suck my d-ck, you can’t get sh-t from me
n-ggas not making noise like, [?]
got the ak yea it sit by me
i got my sandals like lil gandhi
n-ggas my sons no ronnie
we gon walk in that park like [?]
these n-ggas dead and i can’t fold
b-tch i’m not here for your red dogs
just slide me the p-ssy and get gone
don’t play with these n-ggas these n-ggas sell
all i’m tryna do is get the gold
[?]
he geeked up he a real animal
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