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letra de fuck! - rac3r stef

[chorus]
f-ck, shopping at saks, i’m shopping at neiman
poppin’ these tags, i feel like a demon
h-llcat, blazin’, you know it’s speeding off
120 we off the rails, yeah we beamin’
cops pullin’ up, yeah we leanin’
lil b-tch, yeah she fiendin’ for my love

[verse 1]
and she fiend for the chronic
yeah, ’cause that b-tch she demonic
yeah, you know we pull up on it
yeah, but i told her to stop it
or else i pull up with the rocket
i let that sh-t hit, then i lock it
yeah b-tch, yeah we pop sh-t
yeah b-tch, yeah we stomp sh-t
’cause i feel like that b-tch, she been oppin’
i feel like kodak, the way i been flockin’
yeah we bust down the door, yeah we scammin’ and robbin’
me and ven the best duo since batman and robin
if you come to my city, yeah we gotta’ lock in
i’mma make this sh-t last, yeah i won’t be forgotten
feel like d’jango unchained, with the glock i be poppin’
you can call a whole army, you know you ain’t stoppin’
(you ain’t stoppin’ us)
[chorus]
f-ck, shopping at saks, i’m shopping at neiman
poppin’ these tags, i feel like a demon
h-llcat, blazin’, you know it’s speeding off
120 we off the rails, yeah we beamin’
cops pullin’ up, yeah we leanin’
lil b-tch, yeah she fiendin’ for my love

[verse 2]
put the sticks to your face, you bout to get blown’
yeah this ain’t a race, but you bout to get smoked
yeah i’m on the slopes, yeah i’m feelin’ coke’d
we out to l.a. wit’ ’em bands and ’em poles
you better not fold, yeah you under pressure
yeah you under oath, yeah we carry the glock and the tommy got both
you know we dump ’em mags and we mof-ckin’ gone
yeah i’m gone
i ain’t even know what i’m on
look at me you ain’t see no flaw
yeah you hit my line, you want it all
but lil b-tch jus’ wanna see me fall down
built it all up, but i broke that wall down
all this money blowin’, i’mma ball out
so i’m coppin’ the louie, the gucci
the ricky, the prada
let’s see who gon’ call now
f-ck it, i’m goin’ all out
got more money, more problems, it’s on now
that b-tch said she love me, told her calm down
i cannot stop now
minute by minute, the clock yeah it runs out
i got b-tches on b-tches, you know that they all down
slip, catch you slippin’ we droppin’ ’em bombs now
whip, yeah i’m whippin’ the srt gone now
(yeah i’m gone)
[chorus]
f-ck, shopping at saks, i’m shopping at neiman
poppin’ these tags, i feel like a demon
h-llcat, blazin’, you know it’s speeding off
120 we off the rails, yeah we beamin’
cops pullin’ up, yeah we leanin’
lil b-tch, yeah she fiendin’ for my love

- rac3r stef

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