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letra de quitter pt.2 - ☯topsongstps☯

[intro]
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

[verse 1]
she know i’m a zombie, that’s better than a loser
bunch of murakami and some ice like a cooler
i just want maturity, think i need a cougar
flippin’ chickens like we workin’ up at hooters, yeah, ayy
i ain’t never been a loser
pretty boy, semi boy, still got my hand on the ruger
goyard take charge, i’ma stomp ’em like the yard
tear that n-gga right apart
put a bullet in his heart
she put a bullet in my heart, where do i start?
i took sh-t too far with the xan bar
i feel like tarzan with these trees men
feel like barbara streissand, it be singin’
i could promise i merch it
put this sh-t in a he-rs-, i like chocolate b-tches like hershey’s
n-ggas sicker than herpes
these n-ggas think they can hurt me
n-ggas never could murk me
i’m a whole different person
in that rari’ i’m swervin’
i drive drunk too much, i don’t give two f-cks
so what? real n-gga when the party show up
tnt like terrorists, i pull up i’ma blow up
he was talkin’ dumb to me until he got tore up
[bridge]
bad hoes is the only thing that i like
pull up in that ghost, i feel like poltergeist
that b-tch do the most..

[verse 2]
vvs my wrist, i whip that sh-t, it’s frozone
he say he want beef, i hit em wit’ a cold cut
he say he want beef, i showed up right in yo cut
like n-gga, what’s up?
yeah i smoke on a roll, to that b-tch on the road
feel like kendrick lamar, cause’ i’m losin’ control
pop the xanny, the bar, i take sh-t to the skull
.45 with 3-0, take that sh-t to the skull, woah
i just f-cked two, hoes off the shrooms
was it two hoes? or was it one in my room?
n-ggas talkin’ dumb? cool
i remember way back in high school
b-tch i’m a dog off the leash
that mean they f-ckin’ wit me
i f-ck yo’ b-tch on my team
i pass that b-tch to my team
i run the xan with the lean, ain’t really worried ’bout nun’, yeah
i ain’t worried bout a thing, i run the xan with the lean
i pass yo’ b-tch to my team, that b-tch up front like a leash
that mean she know i’m a beast, i am a beast in the sheets
i f-ck that b-tch, i’m elite, right
i put the crack in elite socks
run up on me, got a big glock
i take yo rollie like tick, tock
i got the worst luck with the baddest girls
i do the best drugs in the saddest world
i like the diamonds and the rubies, pearls
i need it all..
californicatin’ wit a b-tch from tacoma
moonrock in my pocket, you know you love the aroma
run up on me i pop it, i got my hand on my rocket
f-ck the plug lil mama, you datin’ a socket
all these n-ggas they stoppin’
rollie on me they watchin’
don’t got time for they plottin’
i know n-ggas, they poppin’
it’s not an option to rob em’
wasn’t rockin’ the robins
it’s givenchy and gucci, but i ain’t go to no college

- ☯topsongstps☯

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