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letra de grey smoke - saint sinner (rapper)

[hook]
i got some more (yeah), i got some more (what), i got some more (yeah), i got some more yeah yeah, i got some more (yeah). i got some more (yeah), i got some more (yeah), i got some more yeah. everyday i’m feeling like i’m m.i.a (m.i.a), my mind is off the meter motion pictures, contemplating how shes tired to take the cash, blacked out balaclava she knew bout the hidden stash. wait motion pictures, contemplating how shes tired to take the cash, take the cash. blacked out balaclava she knew bout the hidden stash, wait hold up, y’all wish you knew bout the hidden stash

[verse 1]
man’s want beef, how he gonna bite when he ain’t got no teeth
please take a seat for you catch this heat
listening to trap but you living in the suburbs
come around here and you gon’ get hurt. y’all just soft
i’ve never heard one of you go off. i’m the best catcher round here pause, ep drops y’all gonna catch a loss
walls to my b-lls on your girlfriend’s floor man is where you find my draws. yeah (uh) central to my predict i don’t got no etiquette
back up in the ghetto man is where i get my sentiment
ignorance is all about the benjamins, demons st-tched on me like i got a lettermen
but i swear i never let ’em in, swear i never let ’em in
can’t comprehend f-cken league that i’m in
wanna makes amends, but i don’t need no friends
little psa now i’m in the game if you want to stay safe
get the f-ck up out on my way, just a bunch of lames that i really f-cken hate
gotta keep it straight i’ma say it to your face, just a bunch of fakes man how you behave. and you stay dumb, thinking this is just for fun, man behind the curtain making profit off your stunts, stereotyping a group who are effected all at once
idolizing drugs, guns, plugs, clothes and the hoes, y’all just b-ms
i’m saint sinner and i’m here to pull the trigger, cause y’all talking tough on twitter
boutta’ cut your fingers. my team all big hitters, inside your girl like a mother f-cken splinter. sinner

[verse 2]
f-ck being humble i’m a f-cken -sshole, alfalfa lil rascals i’m a keep grinding till i get a f-cken lambo, lambo. going hard like rambo, rambo what you really stan for, stan fo’ i’m a tell you what right now how we get down back in mac town gotta’ new sound with a throw down watcha’ know now, nada. whole armada that is coming for your throat better stay woke, better be out here taking f-cking notes, i ain’t no joke, i ain’t really tryna’ be broke! i ain’t really f-cking with you folks, i ain’t really blowing no smoke!
going down the yellow brick road, whole bunch of money in return for my soul back to cutting throats (yeah). bringing rap back with a backpack matta’ fact gotta’ stan using hashtag with a tramp stamp looking for the cash great bambino, k!lling everybody like i got my own d note! celo, me and my ego, shooting my shot like a f-cking torpedo! all on a boat everybody make room for the new goat, please don’t waste my time on the phone, just come over and get that throat
now she with me she’ll never let go, leave her man with no d-mn hope, with no prospect of a hot pick got a hot b-tch biting on my top lip ridding my d-ck like a skater, shootout to the haters wanna be me but they can’t compete, i’m a professor giving out d’s

- saint sinner rapper

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