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letra de disstrack.wav - sepiyo

[intro]
(bertram out here k!llin’ it)
yeah

[verse 1]
bertram and dan yeah we hittin’ dabs
cookin’ up beats like we in the lab
b-tches on me and you know that they bad
i’m runnin’ the track dubs to be had
versace my spikes gucci my shorts
s-xy’s my type doin’ my core
brodie and slime yeah those bulls are so wack
f-ckin’ they moms right from the back
countin’ my mil but you can’t count a rack
my tracks are so hot she be runnin’ them back
they rhyme about garmin they virgin like that
i rap about ice and ridin’ for slatt
look at your chick i give it a smack
you hittin’ her snap but she ain’t hittin’ it back
creepin’ out here you know you get bapped
i’m at your crib your mama get clapped
me and the crew hangin’ with hassel
we spittin’ bars but you sit there and babble
y’all on the ground we up in a castle
be poppin’ that molly in come in a capsule
gucci my purse but call it a satchel
my bars are all truth no they are not capful
suckin’ my d-ck like she drinkin’ a snapple
suckin’ me up so i eat some pineapple
[chorus]
raht out here f-ckin’ paper racin’
right behind my coupe yeah rollin’ paper chasin’
runnin’ up the money if you know what i’m sayin’
in the front seat yeah hangin’ with my haitians

[verse 2]
run up the court i’ll show you these clamps
raht be so lame like he dress like my gramps
henry so slow yeah like he got the cramp
nate just a bot man can’t pull a lamp
my rhymes they are clever yeah they are so crafty
raht ugly face like he wearin’ that acne
hen got a girl man think that he happy
but i’m in my room naked with gabby
ugly ass faces yeah that is their curse
brodie or slime don’t know which one is worse
hen girl at bishop yeah she go to church
look at the hub and i found her on search
vibe is so dead at your house yeah we out
rippin’ up dabs you know what we ’bout
chillin’ with gunna our sh-t’s from the south
raht on his back shootin’ kids in his mouth
bong rips at work yeah i’m finna get fired
your raps are so ass they be makin’ me tired
raht off the addy he sound like he wired
bull still so lazy his permit expired
yeah
okay

[chorus]
raht out here f-ckin’ paper racin’
right behind my coupe yeah rollin’ paper chasin’
runnin’ up the money if you know what i’m sayin’
in the front seat yeah hangin’ with my haitians

[outro]
f-ckin’ paper racin’
rollin’ paper chasin’

- sepiyo

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