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letra de karlie red - nuk

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[intro]
(da realest)
(yo, marley, you made this?)

[verse]
i don’t wanna f-ck, b-tch, barely even want the head
they let my whoops in, my b-tch in this b-tch like karlie redd
check that scoreboard, sh-t, i swear my n-ggas hardly dead
lot of rats in y’all n-ggas’ circles, boy, y’all partial feds
brick on top of brick, i’ma grind until i park my van
see these n-ggas ten up on that, these n-ggas partial fans
they sayin’ this and that, but personally, i think they hams
soon as we get drop, we go and drop, these n-ggas think we jams
i’m thinkin’ like how they lose they— and they ain’t go and step?
when i say jam, boy, we really jam, it’s gon’ end with death
i’m sittin’ here like hmm, doggy probably next
brodie takin’ sh-t, boy, he a pirate just like johnny depp
i think i’m goin’ psycho
yeah, it’s true y’all hit our block, but then i let that pipe blow
the feds just freed nice-o
pulled right down and caught him by ourself just like an iso
they can’t never see me with my glock ’cause mine’s a fully
yeah, we seen the opps, but how it end? barrage of bullets
all our sticks come with switch like our glock just got a whoopin’
you’ll never see me punked like ashton kutcher
i get all my sh-t quick, go hide right in they bushes
i just go and shoot up sh-t, a n-gga ain’t gon’ mush me
hit him, then i dip quick, ain’t dealin’ with no rookie
if a n-gga out here owe me money, treat him like a bookie
he throw that, we gon’ make him bleed, treat him like a p-ssy
i been watchin’ unky whip, i done seen the best of hams
love to hear them shots, about my cream just like i’m method man
soon as i get done, i’m in her dreams, she just be textin’ fam
i been so so wrapped up in that dog, i don’t even check the scams
you a greedy b-tch, them the type of hoes i keep away
i got d-o-g, i ain’t never did no pua
after i f-ck hoes, i always dip, they textin’, “can i stay?”
i be tellin’ hoes i’m here for nuts, not extended stay
you the one they cry with, i’m the one put ’em in play
she say she like that cuddle sh-t, don’t know if i’m gon’ feel the same
don’t know if i’m gon’ feel the same
told a b-tch i like that sloppy head, b-tch, don’t come in plain
we left that n-gga with a bobblehead, y’all should feel ashamed
we be tryna hit, live charges, don’t be in the rain
told my n-ggas hit that top, the body fall, i give ’em game
[outro]
alright, bring that first part back in
i don’t wanna f-ck, b-tch, barely even want the head
they let my whoops in, my b-tch in this b-tch like karlie redd
check that scoreboard, sh-t, i swear my n-ggas hardly dead
lot of rats in y’all n-ggas’ circles, boy, y’all partial feds

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