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letra de 777 - nedarb

[intro]
f-ck
you just press down on this lever with your thumb and then pull the trigger
woah
uh
bop, bop
boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
uh
i have several [?] uh then i personally [?] (okay, okay)
[?] (yeah, okay)
alright, okay, f-ck
swing
slugger
yeah

[verse 1: slug christ]
yeah
i’m fully lit i’m off a cl-t
biting down on the zip and then i smoked it in the tents, yeah
smelling like a q tip when i sip that sh-t in your b-tch
p-ssy, ear, q tip i clean that sh-t out and still remember sh-t about you b-tch
you stupid b-tch
now i’m really turnt up
oh my god i’m f-cked up
i’m off 3 xanny bars
i think i want another one
and slugga, slugga, slugga
he be slugging to the sun
you can call me young [?]
all i eat [?]
[verse 2: nedarb]
why the f-ck is everybody tryna come and tuck they sh-t?
i’m [?]
imma have to run up to they house and f-cking split they [?]
take they food and take they clothes and take they money then f-ck they b-tch
i don’t really give a f-ck
i been ruthless all my life
someone take your f-cking life
i got lots of f-cking spice
pour that lean up with the sprite
can i f-cking cook it up?
i’m tryna speed up my own death because i do not give a f-ck
look what’s in the f-cking trunk
[?]
then i catch a main hoe
riding [?]
finna head up to the store to cop a [?]
666 all down my body that’s [?]

[verse 3: yung bruh]
uh, uh, uh
godd-mn
f-ck
godd-mn
f-ck
godd-mn it
f-ck
hrrah
sh-t
36 tabs of lsd i did that sh-t before
i’m only 19 but i did 119 lines of coke
i don’t drink a lot but when i do i take a big ass gulp
i don’t f-ck with cops when they see me i bet a n-gga float
i don’t f-ck with hoes i f-ck her throat
then i rob for dope
then i hit the store and buy some cigarettes and then i smoke
ask me who i am
i’ll be honest n-gga i don’t know
schizophrenic n-gga call me lil tracy or yung bro
no joke i will rob myself before i go broke
i’m with yo’ hoe she sucking d-ck
i tell her do it slow-mo
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, b-tch
used to hit l!cks on houses (jugg)
now [?]
smoke kush high like a mountain
i’m still in emocean drowning
half you n-ggas is hypebeast
[verse 4: little pain]
i don’t f-ck with hypebeasts
i’d rather dog in my white tee
i’m ’bout to f-ck in my white tee
acid tabs on my tongue
molly all in her iced tea
smoke up in my lungs
i’m high as f-ck up in my white tee
i’m a creep
i’m a savage
always want a sad b-tch
’bout to [?]
smoking on that cabbage
so many teens imma f-ck i wanna damage
smoke so much strong i think my brain damaged
[?] on my lungs [?] speaking spanish
my drip outlandish
i’m not feeling famous
sometimes i wanna vanish
b-tches on the addy
i swear i’m a dog but i f-ck her like a rabbit
reggie in my blunt
i still stunt i don’t give a f-ck
reggie in my blunt
i still stunt i don’t give a f-ck
reggie in my blunt
i still stunt i don’t give a f-ck

- nedarb

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