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letra de slat - relly gunz

[intro]
what i got on
they be like, “brandon, what you got on?”
don’t worry about it, sweetheart
don’t worry about it, sweetheart
like

[verse 1]
yo, who that? brodie, turn off the headlights
i was just wavin’ the g, shootin’ left, right
notti and dotty was cool, but they dead, like
sweep on the opps, b-tch, you know what my bed like
i let shots out the chop ’cause it felt right
you said that’s pain, but that’s not what it smell like
i was down, you don’t know what it felt like
bro got the g, so don’t stop at thе red light
i go dumb, i was always the sped typе
bounce out the v with the g, f-ck a ped bike
fl!ckin’ with bro, then we out to the next guy
that’s on bro, i got shots for the next block
i go kuu with that deuce like i’m sdot
deady off— i heard he got his head popped
i go kuu with that deuce like i’m sdot
deady off— shh, i heard he got his head popped
[bridge]
like, word to bro, n-gga
like, yeah
grrah, grrah
word to bro

[verse 2]
fake come to my block and regret it
i can’t wait ’til the day that i catch one
if i throw a few shots, he gon’ catch it
that n-gga p-ssy, oh, i thought he said somethin’
i got lit, but they ain’t give me credit
i can’t lie, i be thinkin’ ’bout [?]
bullet tried to come out the g, wouldn’t let it
word to bro, i can’t wait ’til i catch one
(word to bro, i can’t wait ’til i catch one, like)

[chorus]
48 ’em, bro, you movin’ weird
bro, it’s me, why you actin’ all scared?
give me a dap and i’ll reach with my hand
i’m not that n-gga that you think i am
under that mask, he just a fan
i seen dj outside and he ran
word to my dead, i’ma— like, like (word to my dead)
he ’bout to slip, he should top his van
(he ’bout to slip, he should top his van)
[outro]
like, yeah
like, yeah
n-gga, f-ck the opps
n-gga, f-ck the opps
grrah, grrah

- relly gunz

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