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letra de nathan - pettypetty & drakeo the ruler

[verse 1: pettypetty]
my shooter brainless, less he pulling out that v12
if i’m pulling up, i’m shooting, they gon’ see sh-lls
never f-ck with thots, keep the glocks, know [?]
the way a n-gga juuging in the streets, i gotta keep bail
these n-ggas pump faking, petty [?] n-gga b-tch, but i’m done taking
getting money, dropping hundreds, let the bumms take them
and i’m on top now, a n-gga done racing
yeah, cupcake [?]
i ain’t never in the race, i’m on top now
got a glock fn, got a [?] now
tell a fan don’t run into the whip, might get shot down

[chorus: drakeo the ruler]
my shooter ain’t got no sense, n-gga, what brain?
don’t make us put a hundred sh-lls in that mustang
all you n-ggas do is lie, steal and pump fake
i set you up in real life, if you ain’t know nathan
my shooter ain’t got no sense, n-gga, what brain?
don’t make us put a hundred sh-lls in that mustang
all you n-ggas do is lie, steal and pump fake
i set you up in real life, if you ain’t know nathan
take the leese off the b-tch, you a cupcaker
stop fronting, on the ‘gram, you be pump faking
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
how you think you gon’ get away, you in the mustang?
we superstars, we ain’t beefing with no no names
my shooter lost his mind, but he’ll still blow brains
a n-gga [?] still want more drank
[?] gas, i smoke propain
my next piece, i need diamonds in the whole chain
he keep blowing up her phone, he a cupcaker
i was in school with the bullys and the lunch takers
this not no [?] gun, this an exotic glock
aiming the 30 with the [?] from the top
pull up on him, call of duty, [?] black opps
n-gga working with the porkeys, we’ll wack cops
the plug

- pettypetty drakeo the ruler

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