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letra de imsippinteainyohood (remix) - reece tyzzer

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[intro: xxxtentacion & saint t]
yeah
you know i’m posted in the booth with the boof with ronny j
[?]

[chorus: xxxtentacion]
and boy, i’m sippin’ tea in yo’ hood
what the f-ck is up, you b-ttercup?
purrp in that blunt, smoking suicide, bl–dy blunts
p-ssy boy, you talkin’ sh-t for twitter, it ain’t addin’ up (ayy, ayy, okay, okay)
how these p-ssy n-ggas moving day to day? i’ve had enough (yeah)
post with that f-cking blade, b-tch, i’ll skin your face, huh
d-ck on that f-cking gun, i love it when they run (ayy, ayy, ayy)
f-ck all that talkin’ sh-t, do that sh-t for fun, uh
f-ck ’round with these n-ggas, ayy
stab a body- f-ck do you mean? (brr)
[verse 1: saint t]
shawty fought me like a p-rnstar huh
murdered that b-tch in the forrest huh
k!lled that b-tch in the morning huh
[?] huh
look so pregnant of course uh huh
don’t give a f-ck about your father huh
i’ma f-ck your daughter uh huh
don’t give a f-ck about your orders huh
fed with the pain, you’re going see what’s in my brain
since so freed, been going insane
[?]
she’s so sweet like cotton candy
but god i love her she’s my main
or we’ll both get hit by rain
i don’t wanna see your f-cking face lord
(i can’t feel)

[verse 2: saint t]
the way i did it before, i’m not even in praying to god
i know you are dead for sure, you better count on the dark
because i don’t pray for fuss
[?]

[chorus: xxxtentacion]
and boy, i’m sippin’ tea in yo’ hood
what the f-ck is up, you b-ttercup?
purrp in that blunt, smoking suicide, bl–dy blunts
p-ssy boy, you talkin’ sh-t for twitter, it ain’t addin’ up (ayy, ayy, okay, okay)
how these p-ssy n-ggas moving day to day? i’ve had enough (yeah)
post with that f-cking blade, b-tch, i’ll skin your face, huh
d-ck on that f-cking gun, i love it when they run (ayy, ayy, ayy)
f-ck all that talkin’ sh-t, do that sh-t for fun, uh
f-ck ’round with these n-ggas, ayy
stab a body- f-ck do you mean? (brr)
[verse 3: xxxtentacion]
post with that glock, aim that beam, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, okay)
put that sh-t right in yo’ spleen, ayy
run through yo’ hood, ayy
f-ck n-gga, what’s really good? (b-tch)
my n-ggas wish that you would, ayy, ayy

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