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letra de you need to stop - scalladosis

[intro: scalladosis]
okay, you need to stop

[verse 1: scalladosis]
i’ve been puttin’ up with this sh-t for way too long
walk in, bangin’ on my sh-t, no king kong
i call up lil shorty, and we hit it like a bong
i don’t give a f-ck, i am not in the wrong
just want them all to get off my d-ck, ‘cause it might crack
f-ck around, beat you to the ground, i don’t like your act
if you talkin’ wack, best believe you’ll get it back
smoke a pack, i get them by the bunch
i’ll hit the f-cker with a sucker punch
eating that cookie, i call it oreo
shoot at his feet, make him dance like choreo
he had some sh-t to say, i’m like, “cool story bro”
cookin’ it up in the laboratorio
pop a perky, then i get quirky
i feel so wasted that i cannot even stand
that sh-t murky, eating beef jerky
i know this sh-t like the back of my hand
blood on the grass and blood on the leaves
i am the one just like keanu reeves
people who d-ck ride me are my pet peeves
we gonna take yo’ b-tch like we some thieves
i am sick just like a cough
holy sh-t, can you f-ck off?
you make me angry, you make me scoff
dive in like david hasselhoff
[chorus: scalladosis]
dude, you need to stop
she suck on my d-ck like a lollipop
the haters tryna stop me from droppin’ a bop
but i will get through them, and i’ll make it to the top
(yeah) get out of my head
the sh-t you’re puttin’ me through, sometimes i wish i was dead
you need to quit it, b-tch you’re making my face red
motherf-cka, stop messing with my head

[verse 2: j.c the rapper]
yeah, yeah, yeah, mhm
they say i’m a loudmouth, my nickname was chatterbox
ride around the city, no permissions, givin’ zero f-cks
they hate all my choices, f-ck my voices, never pass the aux
any time i talk to them, they just call me a f-ckin’ punk
then i said “f-ck ‘em”, i don’t need to love ‘em
i don’t gotta hide or run, or even f-ckin’ dunk ‘em
look ‘em in the eye and tell them they ain’t sh-t to me
they’ll just leave, no discrete, i want everyone to see
feelin’ clean, mr. clean, but i’m not no f-ckin’ meme
b-tch i got a dream, hit the scene ‘til they know who i be
yeah, y’all bad for me like fast food
i don’t like a bad attitude
comin’ at me, but you h-lla rude
yo b-tch, who the f-ck are you? (ayy)
get up out my sp-ce, out my face, no we can’t relate
you give me migraines, my head aches, i don’t want a date
(pew, pew pew) yuh, yuh, huh
(pew, pew pew) yay, huh, b-tch
[chorus: scalladosis]
dude, you need to stop
she suck on my d-ck like a lollipop
the haters tryna stop me from droppin’ a bop
but i will get through them, and i’ll make it to the top
(yeah) get out of my head
the sh-t you’re puttin’ me through, sometimes i wish i was dead
you need to quit it, b-tch you’re making my face red
motherf-cka, stop messing with my head

[verse 3: death.wav]
and as i listen to you speak, you pushin’ metal and nonsense
you pedalling garbage against the wall of my carcass
you are the antithesis of what pleases my conscious
like a locksmith, i gotta open up the door
get the glock quick, let my shots sh-t on ya
i don’t know, but i got it for ya
if he really want the heat, i get shot through you b-tches
in the noxious, ‘cause that sh-t makes me nauseous

[verse 4: scalladosis]
so much ice on me, like the arctic
i be talkin’ on the phone, no gartic
that’s not a gun in my pants, it’s my hard d-ck
don’t talk back, don’t even try to start sh-t
b-tch i’m goated, got the sauce, no prego
stackin’ up dem bricks like lego
the whip looks reptilian, like a gecko
that was all in the past, you gotta let go
shut the f-ck up and leave me alone
rocks on my wrist, and they’re lookin’ like bone
i don’t like your attitude, change your d-mn tone
this gotta end, it’s like a field that has overgrown
[chorus: scalladosis]
dude, you need to stop
she suck on my d-ck like a lollipop
the haters tryna stop me from droppin’ a bop
but i will get through them, and i’ll make it to the top
(yeah) get out of my head
the sh-t you’re puttin’ me through, sometimes i wish i was dead
you need to quit it, b-tch you’re making my face red
motherf-cka, stop messing with my head
dude, you need to stop
she suck on my d-ck like a lollipop
the haters tryna stop me from droppin’ a bop
but i will get through them, and i’ll make it to the top
(yeah) get out of my head
the sh-t you’re puttin’ me through, sometimes i wish i was dead
you need to quit it, b-tch you’re making my face red
motherf-cka, stop messing with my head

- scalladosis

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