letra de real face of this sh*t - miyaa v
[intro]
winter, suck my d-ck
stop dissing me in them comments, b-tch
before i come kick over x candles
graah
[verse 1]
oh yagi b dissin’, go get back for your mans
catch a flock, he get hit wit’ his friends
he got a sister, she catchin’ these hands
don’t be opp, b-tches really be fans
bro got [?] some bands
i be dripped out in so many brands
if you tryna get high, then just come smoke some wit’ me, ‘cuz i smoke dead opps out all the strands, like
[verse 2]
them n-ggas broke [?] be a way
that n-gga shot if he jackin’ he doa
don’t do no talkin’, just catch me in person
if she talkin’ hot, i’ma up it and let it spray
suck d-ck to those b-tches who feel a way
and if they want a feature, they gotta pay
i’m not jackin’ no opps, all of them n-ggas shot
and if they not the guys, i’ma add a k
[chorus]
n-ggas be popped, he the opps, bet
watch how he give me the drop
yeah that b-tch shot, she talkin’ hot, bet
my demons pull up to the spot
everyone stop, oh that’s the cops, nah
free all my bros off the rock
winter a thot, and she f-cked the flocks, word
don’t act like n-ggas forgot
[verse 3]
n-ggas be panickin’, swear they up on the score, but all of they bros keep on vanishin’
b-tches be losin’ me, no they don’t really be onto that
catch him and [?] damage him
murda b wack, she keep hoppin’ from hoods, like what the f-ck do shorty jack?
and she a wh0re, she keep talkin on bro, but danny heart was on the floor
like, i keep a strap tucked
why the f-ck murda keep dissin’?
danny got hit wit’ a mack truck
shorty gettin’ packed up
and the opp thots too, if they think they finna come act up
so i hit all y’all b-tches, yall just wanna get it, i’ma turn a b-tch to ashes
murda b p-ssy, she don’t really want no smoke, i’ma knock off shorty glasses
y’all b-tches dirt, y’all be f-ckin’ all the guys, they be bustin’ all y’all asses, like
let’s keep it a buck, winter, how many opps did you f-ck?
when you run into me better duck, like
kenzo balla b-tch, yuck
i’ma talk h-lla hot ‘cuz i’m onnat
i’ma leave murda brains on the doormat
[chorus]
n-ggas be popped, he the opps, bet
watch how he give me the drop
yeah that b-tch shot, she talkin’ hot, bet
my demons pull up to the spot
everyone stop, oh that’s the cops, nah
free all my bros off the rock
winter a thot, and she f-cked the flocks, word, don’t act like n-ggas forgot
[outro]
suck my d-ck, every opp f-ckin’ shot, b-tch
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