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letra de fifty - marrgielaa

[luisss]
been getting racks n-gga call me the band man
bands in my left and the glock in my right hand
[?] gucci down xanman
[?] batman
i’m up in metropolis chillin wit superman
chillin wit soulja boy, hitting the superman
i’m finna send that boy to the angels
yeah but i’m chillin wit [?]
stuck ya head in ya dreams like freddy
shooter cole bennett but i’m not talkin [?]
get a girl 5 nights at my crib not talkin freddy’s
finna leave him like the brother of-
no fortnite but i stay wit the whiplash
i feel like autumn! i think the whip might crash
he talk down ima knock off his (eyelash?)
[?]
these n-ggas be funny they tpindell
harry potter the glock it’s casting a spеll
i feel like yeat n-gga, herе’s a bell
i just poured a 8 i feel like yams
[glofromda4]
glo
w-w-walk in yo trap finna hit me a l!ck
i’m feeling like morty, walk out wit the rick
i’m wit luisss n-gga we gon slide wit a stick
n-ggas talking down but my pockets be on brick
i been pouring the 4 got a young n-gga sick
and i be wit my dogs n-gga like a b-tch
grrrr
walk in the trap wit a hunnid
you say i’m broke n-gga show me a hunnid uh
i get the pack and i punt it
lil bro u not hard n-gga stop all that frontin
[?]
and i keep the gl!ck on me boy i don’t lack
that n-gga talk down he get put in a-
that n-gga talk down he get put in a pack b-tch
n-ggas beefing over hoes
and my shooters they on go
my .556s hit his nose
said he want smoke we kick his door
yo b-tch gon suck d-ck on the low
yo b-tch gon suck d-ck cause i’m 4
i keep that glock on me fa sho
don’t make me bring out f-ckin pole b-tch
[marrgielaa]
b-tch
one shot to his head leave his ass in a casket
oh f-ck, that n-gga a f-
african n-gga i slide wit a basket
i’m wit a stick tryna catch him in traffic
walk out the house wit the glock i ain’t lackin
shoot at n-gga if i see him flaggin
f-ck happened to the beat?
f-ck it
1, 2 b-tch
bullets go straight for you
b-b-been on the block n-gga since i was 2
why these n-ggas hating i don’t have a clue
i know he broke ain’t nothing new
i ain’t a crip but my hunnids they pop
talk down he get hit wit a .762
bullets gon hit make a n-gga go “oooooo”
[?] n-gga come get yo b-tch back
i’m gon drive fast in the car til the whip crash
n-gga got shot but he ain’t get his l!ck back
glock on my side make a lil n-gga get back
draco on me and this sh-t got some kickback
draco on me and this sh-t got some uh
man y’all n-ggas ain’t got guns
if i see 12 ima run
if he talking down he done
cause we shooting at his son
and that n-gga broke man he don’t got no funds
i’ll k!ll a n-gga i do it for fun
me and the gang at the top number 1
smoking yo brother feel it in my lungs b-tch
[slump6s]
dakota where are you?
that n-gga talking get hit wit a boulder
the glock in my hand give a f-ck bout a holster
you and yo b-tch in a argument
then she be hitting my phone steady calling me over
n-gga i feel like i’m uzi that boy talking down on my name then i gave him the shoulder
b-tch i need a mil
i’m going up give a f-ck how he feel
put him on the screen i ain’t talking bout phil, doctor
b-tch in the crib sucking d-ck, shocker
i’m tryna hit me a l!ck
i got a glock and that bih got a kick, soccer
no i ain’t talking shaquille but she getting annoying
i might have to f-ck around and block her
she seen all my money she calling me magic
i’m feeling like harry no potter
call me a blood how i come out the cut
i-i got a choppa it’s the size of a truck
that n-gga brain is the size of a nut
she all in my face hoe you doing too much
i been on the street got a uav
my choppa been shooting like two kds
i been on the block like a new ad
you stealing my swag, boy you can’t be me b-tch

- marrgielaa

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