letra de free at last ! - $not
[intro]
i’m free, n-gga (i be free, n-gga)
i’m f-ckin’ free, b-tch (yeah)
splurcetti, what up, n-gga
yeah (yeah)
splurcetti, world domination (woo, woo)
the king is f-ckin’ back, n-gga
come on, n-gga (ha, ha, ha)
splurcetti
[verse]
the king is back, hail the king, where my f-ckin’ crown at? (the f-ck my crown at?)
p-ssy boy wish he would, ridin’ dirty in the mud (c’mon)
posted up in the cut, f-ck them b-tches, f-ck the love (go)
you love none, you a c-nt, p-ssy punk
dead ho, but she can’t even take my crown, on my- (on what, b-tch?)
on my, on my, on my
on my man’s soul, i’m creepin’ mad slow (slow)
i’m comin’ through the back door with a switch rod (c’mon)
i’m comin’ through the label, dawg, i don’t give a f-ck (f-ck that label)
i’m a soldier, i’m in charge of the six, woah
i’m body baggin’, throw ’em on a ship, three-hundred corpse
i’m f-ckin’ hot, f-ckin’ h-lla bops, curvin’ bots (that’s what i do)
i’m a dog, ain’t no lil’ dog, big dawg (woo, woo)
i’ll buy the wholе store out, wraith full of stars (wraith)
i’ll buy the whole storе out, i don’t wear the cloth (i don’t even wear that sh-t)
i’m in my m5, cruisin’ down your b-lock (i’m on your block, n-gga)
i’m in a trackhawk, with a f-ckin’ g-lock (with a f-ckin’ glock)
i pray to god i don’t die, i’m on the c-lock (i’m on the clock, n-gga)
there’s so much p-ssies in my face, you n-ggas made to listen (f-ck you)
there’s so much p-ssies in the world, you n-ggas ridin’ d-ck (yeah)
f-ck the glory, f-ck the fame, i just want rich (splurcetti)
f-ck the game, f-ck these rappers, i don’t care, b-tch
i brought eleven grabba, boy i know i’m high as sh-t
these n-ggas broke as a f-ck, pockets catfish (f-ckin’ stupid)
i’m livin’ lavish, like an ig bad b-tch (bad b-tch)
i’m livin’ savage, like i’m 21, n-gga (yeah)
i’m like lebron, n-gga (lebron)
you can’t say i’m done, n-gga (i ain’t dumb, n-gga)
you n-ggas blinded, n-gga, boy you is my son, n-gga (yeah)
life is hard, f-ckin’ raw
pick yo’ head up and restart
if we fall, f-ck ’em all, we gon’ ball in the end
standin’ tall, if they hate, cross ’em out
if they talk, shut they mouth
if you mad, crash out
if you p-ssy, back out
i want p-ssy right now
chillin’ in my trap house, motorola phone out
tryna get a play down, she do what i’ma say now
i don’t do no hangouts, no handouts, get whacked out
yeah
[outro]
we are rid of you at last
letras aleatórias
- letra de brazil com s - rita lee
- letra de crack in the ark - guckkasten
- letra de eyes of an eagle - govana blaxx
- letra de don’t break (my soul) - preston pablo
- letra de молодой (young) - timurka bits
- letra de gone - mitis & crystal skies
- letra de кто твой бог? (who is your god?) - коrsика (corsica)
- letra de politisk asyl - kaare og partiet
- letra de lambing - matthaios
- letra de vixen / skrt - save