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letra de zapped! - ​maj

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[intro]
yeah, mm
yeah, oh
yeah, that’s that fresh out the gate sh-t, man
right out the gate

[chorus]
yeah, you dig? huh
takin’ these percs, i’m switchin’, huh
i ain’t pop this sh-t in a minute, huh
if we not f-ckin’, lil’ b-tch, keep your distance
i ain’t go back for your sh-t, b-tch, you trippin’
put your man on a shirt, make my n-ggas do the work
last n-gga try somethin’, had to put ’em in a he-rs-
i got a gun with a mac, these n-ggas be talkin’ that sh-t, get zapped, huh
lame n-ggas get no p-ssy, get no b-tches, n-gga, you wack, huh
6ix9ine stole my bars then went behind bars, then became a rat, huh (b-tch, b-tch)
my n-gga, that’s facts, ain’t no cappin’
these n-ggas keep talkin’, we’ll stretch ’em, elastic

[verse]
i ain’t got time for the giggles and laughin’
i want my money, my drugs, my fashion
i see the money, i go and grab it
i f-ck your b-tch, she left you in the past
that p-ssy wet like a boat, she know i’ma drown
she tryna tie the knot, that sh-t ain’t gon’ happen
i know where you stay, if we meet face to face
my guns on jake, american dragon (come here, b-tch)
get the f-ck out [?]
and make it all disappear, no magician, actually a witch
this b-tch tryna f-ck, she just like a blunt
i might just f-ck around and just hit it
call for the plug, he ’bout to pull up
[?] gon’ flood
i don’t need love, i just need drugs
and time is money, so these hoes ain’t gettin’ sh-t
back then i was cool with my n-ggas, they were hittin’ l!cks
had a talk with the police, n-gga ain’t sayin’ sh-t
won’t front, that was number one, never snitchin’
[?] put an m on your head, leave you dead
some n-ggas got nothin’ to live for, they’ll do anything for the bread
[chorus]
yeah, you dig? huh
takin’ these percs, i’m switchin’, huh
i ain’t pop this sh-t in a minute, huh
if we not f-ckin’, lil’ b-tch, keep your distance
i ain’t go back for your sh-t, b-tch, you trippin’
put your man on a shirt, make my n-ggas do the work
last n-gga try somethin’, had to put ’em in a he-rs-
i got a gun with a mac, these n-ggas be talkin’ that sh-t, get zapped, huh
lame n-ggas get no p-ssy, get no b-tches, n-gga, you wack, huh
6ix9ine stole my bars then went behind bars, then became a rat, huh (b-tch, b-tch)
my n-gga, that’s facts, ain’t no cappin’
these n-ggas keep talkin’, we’ll stretch ’em, elastic

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