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letra de my slinging monsters - nani (2neat)

[intro]
trendsetter, head getter, bedwetter
gang sh-t, gang sh-t
bum bada bum

[chorus]
stand on my block, i’m on top of it
watch out for opposite, i know they always be lurkin’
i started learnin’ and l became silent
i got me some money, i bought me a birken
my homie just like a gusher, he bust in my mouth
man i love when my homies be twerkin’
soon as she took off the filter, she went from a 9 to a 5
must’ve thought she was workin’
one week she hate me and one week she love me
both weeks i got money, i always make plenty
thought i had brothers, but all that i had was leukemia
i seen my own blood turn against me
i stuff the racks in the side of my pants (okay)
i put my opps in the dirt like they plants (okay)
i cannot pause ’cause the way that i’m droppin’ these jaws
must’ve thought i was crossin’ morant
[verse 1]
(oooooh)
i’ve been in these streets, you can’t trick me (thick[?])
i think my brodie was lonely, he phoned me
said, “pull up lil’ nani and d-ck me”
whenever we link, we just act like the migos
she take off her pants and get slippery (takeoff)
thought i was coachin’ the knicks
that’s the way that i pull out a manual quickly (bop, bop, bop, bop)

[verse 2]
runnin’ up all of this guap, can’t ever stop
covered in blisters
callin’ me john, i ain’t seen her before
f-ck her, then ditch her
carbine, it came with the scope and it got a green dot
so we could play some twister
b-tch told me she didn’t shave
i said, “bae, it’s okay if the kitty got whiskers” (-meow-)
holdin’ twin glocks, i got straps in between sticks
just like i’m playin’ in goal or sumn
i treat my opps like some golf, take out the stick
then put a muhf-ckin’ hole in one
i’m in the cut with some monsters, monsters, monsters
i shoot at your roster
came from the trenches, now we got lobster
don’t call me daddy, i’m not no foster (hahahaha)
look what yo b-tch on
just a trap phone, that’s what i got rich on
and it lobs like i had me some twitch on [?]
do my shooters, my brothers can’t snitch on [?]
you a baby, lil’ boy put yo bib on
talkin’ trash, i had to go put the lid on (hey, hey, hey)
all of my opps like some huggies lil’ diapers
as soon as i pull up, they sh-t on
[pre-chorus]
word around the street is i’m a k!ller
yeah, it’s true, it’s true
wouldn’t touch my chain if i’m gon’ slide
if i was you-ee-you
drac’ gon’ make it sing like it’s a monster
shooby dooby doo
do this for my family and my dogs
a scooby dooby doo

- nani 2neat

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