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letra de kicking shit ! - praisexxme

[intro]
(we miss you josh, mxrtn1n i f-cking hate you)
kicking this sh-t on the floor (uh)
f-ck it we kicking your door (yea)
we robbing your house like a store
put me some pounds on the motherf-cking stove
and that’s just the way this sh-t go (yea yea)
n-gga know how this sh-t go
[verse 1: prais-xxme]
pour me some lean in my cup (my cup)
boy if it’s up then it’s stuck (stuck)
y’all n-ggas way out of luck (y’all n-ggas way out of what?)
lamborghini urus had to pull up in that big body lamb truck
turn your music off it suck
and we got them hollow tips you better duck (duck)
that lil boy he out of luck
counting all these bills i’m gone run em’ up (aha)
that lil boy gone run a muck (that lil boy gone run a muck)
he mad cuz we counting up (he mad cuz we counting up)
i’m counting the cash it’s only blue bucks (only blue bucks)
and this n-gga he suck (yea)
silence on my gun boy you could get hushed (yea let’s go)
and we smoking your pack (pack)
i got your homie rolled up in my blunt (blunt)
and i’m counting these racks
get to the bag yea i do it for fun
and i keep me a strap
these n-ggas know i gotta keep a gun
i don’t cover my tracks
pull up with no mask then i gotta run
yea lil boy you my son
can’t be second or third so that mean i’m the one
[verse 2: mxrtn1n]
yea, hate to see me winning matter fact i’ma just be the villain
sipping wock never tuss that purple it’s dirty my cup
get my bands i count it up, feel like uno they never high as us
keep the door closed don’t let the gas leave the room
keep talking sh-t we gone leave you in a tomb
i stay winning i can never lose
n-gga stay mad at me cause i’m always breaking the rules
i got a seven-six-two and a bl!ck for you
pull out the fire gone give a clue for you
i got a uzi gone pump you with juice (it’s gone wet you up)
sipping dirty wock got me filling loose
pouring my wock all in a tube
choppa gone drill into you like screws
my yappa gone sing to you like blue’s
[bridge: prais-xxme]
yea, the f-ck n-gga better take a clue
he counting up green but i count up blue
say he popping them beans i be like “me too”
why the f-ck would i be scared of you
and my diamonds so cold gone give me the flu
so what the f-ck you trying to do
the glock gone box you up like some shoes
yea, do the bird walk like the flu
yea we counting blue no clue
gotta stay f-cking true
if he think i’ma run then that boy a fool

- praisexxme

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