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letra de stay back! - rrevan

[verse 1: lil revan]
you’ve made a grave mistake
please don’t play with me
b-tch i’m here to stay
let me show your -ss why you should stay away, b-tch!
’cause our fangs bared
your gang’s scared
leave your whole crew lying on the ground with a blank stare
you can’t hang here
i-i-i switch up the flow, go run with it
pull out the chopper, go dumb with it
shooting at your temple, bet the nuns hear it
hey, get it? (what?)
chopper got extended mags
pop out, men in black
with that flash
you won’t know what hit you
i won’t do the dash, no
i tricked out my pistol
it don’t bark, now that b-tch whistles
should’ve listened
but it’s too late for that
boy i pulled up with a mac
and i’m aiming at your back!
sh-sh-shooting like the paparazzi
with the auto-shotty
i might catch a body
please don’t try to stop me, yea
please don’t try to stop me, yea
please don’t try to stop me, yea

[bridge: lil revan]
that’s it, i’m done
actually…
you know what…

[verse 2: lil revan]
ay, ay!
i’ll put your dad in the ground (uh-huh)
you better not stay around (huh)
chopper got two hundred rounds
skirt away, speed of sound
got my strap, and i’m spraying rats, call me pest control
pop my gat, run into your trap, blast your t-st-cl-s!
don’t get to close, you’ll get turned into a ghost
skirt off in a ghost
i’m a lion, you an antelope
that means you can’t run away
i am unafraid
cause this lion says
who is gonna pay?
who goin’ die today?
yeah, its you!

[verse 3: romain casanova]
sixteen bentleys
in my dreams
i might have to sell myself
unload aa-12
from the front door, f-ck 12
f-ck your front row
frontin’ like you worth more
v.i.p, very underdeveloped personality
you do not impress me
you do not address me
you a little p-ssy
i might have to lift your dress, see
better than the rest see
doesn’t mean a thing, see
all these motherf-ckers silly
i might have to let my blade speak
slicing at your family
i don’t know no boundaries
toss your sister like some laundry
rolling up the palm tree
in the function, i’m a foundary
metal bars, man
dear diary
i might have to k!ll somebody
all these kids, they play too much
and they don’t know nothing about me
friendly till i’m burying your body
friendly till i’m burying your body

[outro: romain casanova]
uh, friendly disclaimer
i don’t even have any problems against anyone
like, swear to god like i’m not even mad about anything
just, yeah it is what it is, haha
but, i swear to god i’m not mad

- rrevan

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