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letra de slitney - rooksy

[intro]
yuh (yuh)
ayy wait (hold up)
hold up huh yuh ay look
yuh ayy

[chorus]
i might go f-ck up, go f-ck up my city
i don’t give no f-cks when my team is with me
i f-cked an emo b-tch her name is slitney
when there is beef kick to the t–th can’t catch me slipping
blood dripping you’re f-cked
i double my cup
these demons seemed stuck
you’re all out of luck
no wrists neck i cut
no queen i want sl-ts
ain’t a good night yeah
if we ain’t leaving cuffs
i might go f-ck up, go f-ck up my city
i don’t give no f-cks when my team is with me
i f-cked an emo b-tch her name is slitney
when there is beef kick to the t–th can’t catch me slipping
blood dripping you’re f-cked
i double my cup
these demons seemed stuck
you’re all out of luck
no wrists neck i cut
no queen i want sl-ts
ain’t a good night yeah
if we ain’t leaving cuffs
[verse 1]
i’ve been mixing too much drugs with my anger
henessey from tennessee and my xans from atalanta
i don’t need a feature call me peter uhuh, cos when i take off better bet i’ll never land yeah
too many fights late nights nfa’s
every day my momma prays that this sh-t is a phase
i swear i’m too court
caught up in these ways
i ain’t gonna catch a case
cos b-tch i ain’t tay k

[chorus]
i might go f-ck up, go f-ck up my city
i don’t give no f-cks when my team is with me
i f-cked an emo b-tch her name is slitney
when there is beef kick to the t–th can’t catch me slipping
blood dripping you’re f-cked
i double my cup
these demons seemed stuck
you’re all out of luck
no wrists neck i cut
no queen i want sl-ts
ain’t a good night yeah if we ain’t leaving cuffs
i might go f-ck up, go f-ck up my city
i don’t give no f-cks when my team is with me
i f-cked an emo b-tch her name is slitney
when there is beef kick to the t–th can’t catch me slipping
blood dripping you’re f-cked
i double my cup
these demons seemed stuck
you’re all out of luck
no wrists neck i cut
no queen i want sl-ts
ain’t a good night yeh
if we ain’t leaving cuffs
[verse 2]
oh wait a second before i proceed
i do drugs with the police
and with the pope his nose holy
nah hold up b-tch you don’t know me
what’s that on my wrist it’s a rollie
im the type to ghost angelina jolie
just to pass her onto my homie
if you got that good good, b-tch come and show me
b-tch get down on both knees
blow me you f-cking with a og
hit it in reverse give her d
guess i’m a god but it’s low-key
but it’s loki but it’s huh

- rooksy

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