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letra de shots freestyle - nanas

it’s nanas b-tch
aye aye
yup yup

on my commas
i’m with the drama
call me donna to my iguana
i get my dollas
rap like my father
dont even bother
i’ll make u holla
you tried to hit but dat sh-t ain’t fit
now u fit, yo girl had sick
still my tip he was still on tip
with yo ass but he still on my tip
trynna hit l!ck, trynna get l!ck
lil n-gga couldn’t handle this b-tch
yeah i’ma boss got drip like i’m sauce
new whip gone cost f-ck what you thought
runnin up check, but know i invest
b-tch is pressed but now you impressed
and i rap on the beat cause i come with the heat
raised in the streets so i got that piece
blow you kiss
i know you p-ssed
if i make a diss
hoes gone snitch
tell that n-gga that i said hi
is you still crying bout yo b-tch
last n-gga i f-ckеd wanna hit it again
his new b-tch is plain and i call her jane
i’m a grown b-tch, so stay in yo lanе
we not the same so no fair game n-gga
call that n-gga out on the track haha
tell kombat to run that sh-t back b-tch
i’m throwing shots so you better duck n-gga

boop boop b-tch
no f-cking for a feature
student i’m the teacher
bible like a preacher
twice double feature
fast like a seizure
k!ller i’m shether
put on her on t-shirt
wouldn’t wanna f-ck with me either b-tch
got that clip to my hip b-tch
if i reach better dip b-tch
got a new n-gga so don’t even trip
you cannot hang this my playground
last n-gga a dog and he still at the pound
come get yo n-gga he bark like a hound
n-gga get anxious when i come around
shoutout to oakland know that’s my hometown
here come the queen so hoe pipe down
she acting real funny, her n-gga a clown
if b-tches is talking i lay her to ground
my p-ssy a weakness, he get for season
if say no then he gone be vegan
get you some money and practice what you preaching
seeing me win and ask me how i’m eating
i am the coach, you should come to my team
money and blessings is all that i need
my family raised me with high self esteem
calling me c-cky and i would agree
blow you kiss
i know you p-ssed
if i make a diss
hoes gone snitch
tell that n-gga i said wassup
better be lucky i ain’t pull up
last n-gga i f-cked wanna hit it again
throwing these shots and i aim for the neck
shoot it agian aim for yo chest then aim for yo head and make sure you dead n-gga

- nanas

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