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letra de ak runtz - punchineli

[intro]
(eli)

[verse 1: punchineli]
i’m getting tired of my b-tch, yeah, i think i’m ’bout to dump her
i just had s-x with this b-tch and she thought i was brian palmer
n-gga, you suck at basketball and you got no jumper (bruh)
i’m too good for this sh-t, i think i need an interview with no jumper
i’m ’bout to jump off a bridge and then k!ll myself, that’s what i mean
i told this b-tch to leave me alone because she f-ckin’ [?] (bruh)
she just wanna have s-x ’cause i told that ho’ i got f-ckin’ weed
my girlfriends knees f-cked up because she been on her knees
d-mn, she wasn’t suckin’ mine
she said this ain’t what it looks like, but i know she f-ckin’ lyin’
and the n-gga in the room beat my ass and had me cryin’
i just went home, popped twenty percocets and i’m not dying
this beat hard as h-ll, lil’ n-gga, you already know i made this sh-t
i used to be dumb as f-ck ’cause i had failed first grade and sh-t
i’m ugly as f-ck but my girl rock with me ’cause i got fame and sh-t
how the f-ck he is your shooter when he don’t even got no aim in this b-tch?
d-mn, he got lucky
that b-tch said she like me, but she just wanna f-ck me
n-gga, you need to get some new clothes because you look f-ckin’ dusty
this b-tch need to take a bath ’cause i know her p-ssy musty
but it’s okay because i’m broke as sh-t
i just went to her house and i made this b-tch throat my d-ck
she said she was a freak, but i think i need throat again
i just made my girl cry ’cause i had s-x with her best friend
[verse 2: lil garbage truck]
(lil garbage truck, yeah)
i’m getting tired of these bullets, i’m finna use bb’s (bruh)
n-ggas think it’s a designer belt because it got bebes
i just walked out of target with xbox’s and tv’s
i just smacked my b-tch in her face ’cause she bit my peepee
i went to jump off a cliff, i seen dead men
you can catch me in heaven scammin’ dead men
run up on me, you’re a dead man
i just scammed a black man named desmond
if a n-gga talk sh-t, he finna get hit with this smith & wesson
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t, they get hit with this f-ckin’ glock
n-ggas talkin’ hot, they get smacked with my f-ckin’ c-ck
i be with me n-ggas trappin’ hard on the f-ckin’ block
loaded water gun, hittin’ n-ggas with like fifty shots
b-tch, your coochie stank, b-tch it stank, wash it in the sink
if i smell that coochie, i’m faint, blow up like a tank
b-tch, you know i worship that coochie, i’m a coochie saint (bruh)
n-ggas f-cked up in the crib rubbin’ off the paint
ooh, i hit it from the back, i hit it from the front
i’m runnin’ through that coochie, call it coochie run
i hit it on the moon, i hit it on the sun
i hit it from the side and leave that coochie stunned
walk in the party and b-tch, i feelin’ like the sh-t
you can catch me at your crib gettin’ neck from your b-tch
i had to beat teejay up ’cause he blew me a kiss
and it’s still f-ck big c-ck, but this sh-t ain’t a diss
[verse 3: punchgod frankie]
i just linked up with slump ak and we cooked his dog
open my choppa on a fat b-tch, man, you need a job
he kept failin’ on swipin’ and i was like “oh my god”
you a bum, you can’t punch nothin’, boy, you need a job
i ain’t wanna have a baby, finna hit her with a hanger
wanted a new jet airplane, so i broke into the hanger
not gta 5, though, ’cause i am not a gamer
i just broke into a real life aircraft facility, i’m in danger
i just caught lil garbage truck lackin’, put him in a garbage truck
turned your whole block to a park pond how they finna duck
i just scammed a 40 year old man and he said “f-ck”
i just took his life saving and said “man, you out of luck”
they asked what i liked to do, i said scamming on the internet (bruh)
asked me what my hobbies are, i said scamming on the internet (bruh)
what do you do in your free time? scamming on the internet (bruh)
i’m really glad slump let me on this song, it’s a light flex

[verse 4: slump ak]
gettin’ of my drill, i’ma use a water gun
and i just slapped my lil’ cousin for fun
and then i went and shot him with an ak
i just scammed this b-tch yesterday and told her “good day”
f-ck a lil garbage truck, this is slump ak
i just got herpes, now they won’t go away
yo’ b-tch just cheated on you, now you got a broken heart
slapped the f-ck out of my lil’ cousin with a poptart
now i’m finna drink some bleach and pop a percocet
now i’m mad as h-ll, i lost a bet
and i got scammed by [?]
and now the music blowin’ up, i’m startin’ countin’ checks
this b-tch broke as h-ll, she’s eatin’ a kid cuisine
now i’m finna go to jail, they caught me sellin’ fake lean

- punchineli

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