letra de ichigo. - sadboyshaq
[intro]
john in tennessee, go ‘head, what you wanna say?
that sh-t is f-ckin’ trash, dawg, get the f-ck off the airwaves
[chorus]
where he at? we’ll never know, n-gga brain’s all on the floor
they found that n-gga in the warehouse, yeah, they chopped off all his toes
we had to clean it up with bleach and i ain’t talkin’ ichigo
we catch that n-gga lackin’, pull out the phone and they come hit the folks
hand me the chop’, hand me the leaf, b-tch, you know i’m tryna smoke
my uk boy hopped out them trees, b-tch, you know you gettin’ poked
he spinnеd the block, he shot a couple timеs and now he missin’ folks
we k!lled yo’ mans as a prank, my n-gga, yeah, you can’t take a joke
i sacrifice that boy to satan, put a hole up in his throat
k!ll that n-gga, why he prayin’? that boy catch the holy ghost
i started shootin’, he jumped the fence, i’m like, “where the f-ck he go?”
choppa f-ckin’ they penny [?], i’m tryna make a n-gga fall
tryna sell that boy to satan, i’m tryna steal a n-gga soul
kick that boy just like john cena, b-tch, i’m tryna steal the show
make a n-gga land on his f-ckin’ neck and i ain’t cody rhodes
you turn around, put you to sleep, b-tch, i feel like some mo & joe
you can’t leave no evidence, i tell them n-ggas, “burn his clothes”
some of our n-ggas, they in hawaii, they gon’ up that totem pole
i’m the bush just like da vinci, b-tch, i’m tryna break the code
i took that pill just like i’m luffy [?], then now i’m movin’ slow
[verse]
that boy said you want fame, your better bring me a f-ckin’ saw
that boy went in that room, yeah, with the cops, we know he’s home
that n-gga stayin’ silent, came out with a .444
yeah, b-tch, i got that power every hour, feel like ghost
[?] by my b-tch, i’m takin’ drugs, i do the most
you said you gon’ catch my mans, we got that fan, we let it blow
sacrifice him, k!ll his family, now he goin’ down below
yo’ [?], use his legs so we gon’ call him joe
[chorus]
where he at? we’ll never know, n-gga brain’s all on the floor
they found that n-gga in the warehouse, yeah, they chopped off all his toes
we had to clean it up with bleach and i ain’t talkin’ ichigo
we catch that n-gga lackin’, pull out the phone and they come hit the folks
hand me the chop’, hand me the leaf, b-tch, you know i’m tryna smoke
my uk boy hopped out them trees, b-tch, you know you gettin’ poked
he spinned the block, he shot a couple times and now he missin’ folks
we k!lled yo’ mans as a prank, my n-gga, yeah, you can’t take a joke
i sacrifice that boy to satan, put a hole up in his throat
k!ll that n-gga, why he prayin’? that boy catch the holy ghost
i started shootin’, he jumped the fence, i’m like, “where the f-ck he go?”
choppa f-ckin’ they penny [?], i’m tryna make a n-gga fall
tryna sell that boy to satan, i’m tryna steal a n-gga soul
(aah, tryna steal the show)
make a n-gga land on his f-ckin’ neck and i ain’t cody rhodes
you turn around, put you to sleep, b-tch, i feel like some mo & joe
(burn his f-ckin’ clothes)
some of our n-ggas, they in hawaii, they gon’ up that totem pole
i’m the bush just like da vinci, b-tch, i’m tryna break the code
i took that pill just like i’m luffy [?], then now i’m movin’ slow
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