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letra de drill - rtc700

f-ck n-gga pop out
talking sh-t on twitter why you acting like a bot now (yeah)
run on p-ssy n-ggas take yo life and then i cop out
took a whole ass pack on you n-ggas that’s what up now
when me and geek pull up just know you n-ggas gonna die now
posted with the gang posted bl!cks on the f-cking ground now
first i drop a filthy smoke a eighth im faded tight (ay)
tell yo b-tch to hop up off this d-ck cuz i’m up now
change the flow
you f-ck n-ggas testing me don’t get no b-tches can’t sleep on my energy
change the flow
when im razin up im dropping n-ggas unlike russ (yeah yeah)
ay lemme chill out
going to hard on the beat need chill
going to hard on the p-ssy when i beat it up my chop really go ta ta ta
ay f-ck with it
all my n-ggas stay talking sh-t
tk told me rap up on this beat so now i’m k!lling it
that b-tch said my d-ck is way to big shе really feeling it
feel like i’m a ???? (yeah that’s going to far)
(you hеar this n-gga)
(like can you even beilve this sh-t)
(haha alright)

choppa leave him sticky like that choppa leave him icky
when i pull up to his crib that choppa give him a hickey
boy don’t want no smoke he don’t want nun of these glizzys
he don’t want no smoke like that boy i got all type of 50’s
dropping bands on the floor i pick it up with ricky
i keep that bl!ck tucked you p-ssy ass you try to play yo ass got sticked up
don’t know these n-ggas like that why they claiming on my set
these vv’s on water yeah they drippin on my neck
come get yo b-tch cuz she want me and this b-tch just like a turban
i swear to god these n-ggas say they pop they in suburbans
b-tch yeah im boss yeah you know that
pull up with the sl-ts and all the diamonds yeah we on that
that boy he tried play boy you know that that’s a throw back
1 2 3 yeah we kicken at yo door mat

- rtc700

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