letra de fug iht - rjldiablo
[chorus]
ayy, touch on an opp and it’s “f-ck it” (yeah)
touch an opp, i say “f-ck it” (yeah, yeah)
ayy, i touch on his b-tch, yeah, i f-ck it (f-ck it, yeah)
ayy, touch on his b-tch, man, we f-ckin’ (ayy, yeah, yeah)
f-ck it (yeah, yeah), f-ck it (yeah, yeah)
two bad b-tches in a bucket (yeah, yeah)
f-ck it (yeah, yeah), f-ck it (yeah, yeah)
two bad b-tches who i’m cuffin’ (yeah, yeah)
ayy, touch on an opp, i’m like “f-ck it” (yeah)
touch an opp, i say “f-ck it” (yeah, yeah)
ayy, i touch on his b-tch, yeah, i f-ck it (f-ck it, yeah)
ayy, touch on his b-tch, man, we f-ckin’ (ayy, yeah, yeah)
f-ck it (yeah, yeah), f-ck it (yeah, yeah)
two bad b-tches in a bucket (yeah, yeah)
f-ck it (yeah, yeah), f-ck it (yeah, yeah)
two bad b-tches who i’m cuffin’ (yeah, yeah)
[verse]
ayy, i’m solid like iron, shut the f-ck up (ayy)
your b-tch might get drugged up (boom)
your block (your ends) might get gunned up (brr)
your mum might get runned up (blaow)
ayy, i’m on my demon sh-t (yeah), i’m on my demon sh-t (yeah)
you know we beamin’ sh-t (yeah), you know we beamin’ sh-t (ayy)
and you know you cleanin’ sh-t (yeah)
tried to ruin my life ’cause you was racist (ayy, hmm)
i read your book, that was bad pacin’ (yeah, yeah)
they had to stop readin’ it (boy), boy, i’m on my demon sh-t (go)
i sipped some lean, i sip codeine (skrrt), i did me a job then i got her pipes cleaned (uh, uh)
ride through the ends then we pull out the mac, we do it lethal, but boy, we hate mac
they thinkin’ they k!lled me just ’cause they can rap, f-ck all your bars, boy, they trash
i remember bein’ up in greece, we had chicken, every single piece
we saw the poverty up on the streets, we went to cardiff and saw the police
i remember when i ran from them at nine, i remember thinkin’ that my friend was fine (d-mn)
i remember committin’ them crimes, now i’ll never go back to the lines
and my history sour, no lime, demon sh-t, demon sh-t, you finna die (let’s go), ayy
yeah, b-tch
f-ck it, say f-ck it, say f-ck it, say f-ck it
i got me two b-tches and they in the bucket (crabs)
we came from the streets, now we up now
might be able to buy my nan a house
yeah
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