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letra de soldier mentality - q da fool & no savage

[intro: no savage]
wop
haha
i got q in this b-tch, n-gga
(turn me up, jourdan)
we ’bout to drop a motherf-cking album on they dumbass
wop, uh, uh
yeah
i’m coming like this though
ayy, q
i got to talk to ’em a little bit, bro

[verse: q da fool & no savage]
wait, n-gga play with me or perpetrate, i get that drac’, uh
i could k!ll a n-gga ass and throw him in the lake
that chopper grey, blood touch the sun, turn a different shade
i been betrayed, i got what they want, i’m tryna k!ll fifty js
she said she love, i know that sh-t fake
hold up, switch the plates
so much work, i’m like f-ck the hood, i’m tryna hit a state
f-ck her face, break her back, turn around, pull her lace
take a break, break it down, add some cut, profit made
soldier life mentality, turn opps to fatalities
pour lean, i got cavities, my lean is the devil grabbing me
hurt his heart, smoke his men
and nah, i’ll do that sh-t again
i was sick of arguing, i had to spin a n-gga bend
hit a l!ck, get the f-ck, kriss vec, fill it up
gangster sh-t, that’s all i speak but i think y’all ain’t had enough
smoke him and his homie and i bet i won’t even give a f-ck
what they say, ashes on top ashes just gon’ turn to dust
b-tch say wopo cool as sh-t, looks deceiving, i fooled the b-tch
come in her mother house rude as sh-t
thought it was stuck and the mailed the sh-t
draco make b-tches yell like sh-t
stick shots blow his ass down real quick
sh-t made him move like a snail when it hit him
if i don’t get close then i’m not even hitting
and i’m ’bout to drop, just give me a minute
wish i ain’t f-ck, the b-tch too vicious
f-cking my opps, b-tch, you ridiculous
same b-tch i showed a whole d-mn ticket to
had the nerve to go back, like why would they mention you?
thought you was different, b-tch, you a ho, too
won’t be surprised if you ate up the whole crew
if that sh-t true, what the f-ck i’ma go do?
i’m in the b-tch house beating her bed in
if you don’t want smoke, why the f-ck would you say it then?
chase him in two cuts right to a dead end
i’ma get out, blow his b-tchass head in
act out, i’ma just go get his b-tch throat
got the b-tch twerking like she at a go-go
glock four-oh knock off one of his cornrows
stay in the trap ’til whenever the storm over, b-tch
why they bluffing? them boys really b-tches
arps and i threw on the switches
i’m just rapping the sh-t that i’m living
why them lil’ boys tryna keep up an image?
put my heart in these streets, i’m devoted
spray that chopper, i stop and reload it
b-tch, i’m up, i might spin in a rover
real definition of being a soldier
real definition of bringing them loads in
hollow tips hit you, them b-tches exploding
i’m really him, i don’t need no exposure
we trapping out houses that’s in foreclosure

- q da fool no savage

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