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letra de phantom - shaunthekiddd

[chorus: shaunthekidd]
i’ma pull up in a bentley, b-tch ride me just like a ten speed
got a .40 with 30s, the auto or semi, extended clip, i got plenty
i count rack after rack, pour the red, i’m a slatt
my gun just like a b-tch, it’s sittin’ on my lap
i’m a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
got the red when i pop the phantom in the back (yeah)

[verse 1: shaunthekidd]
my money old, london bridge
she made me sick, swallow kids
still wanna hate, hollow tips
hop in the whip, grand theft auto my clip
suck my d-ck like a baby bottle, poppin’ d-ck
hit ’em with it like ronda rousey, but i win
all these n-ggas that hеard about me, they be worriеd about me, they be really scary ’bout the kid
givenchy my kicks, i’ll never kick it wit’ ’em
if you forgot the drip, balenciaga denim
to a hood n-gga, true religion on the denim
and the polyester versace on the linen
f-cked her rolled off the perkies, kitty, i’ma k!ll it
bullets land on your face, it aimin’ for a kiss
diamonds shine like a star, orion or achilles
sagittarius, horoscope on the semi
[chorus: shaunthekidd]
i’ma pull up in a bentley, b-tch ride me just like a ten speed
got a .40 with 30s, the auto or semi, extended clip, i got plenty
i count rack after rack, pour the red, i’m a slatt
my gun just like a b-tch, it’s sittin’ on my lap
i’m a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
got the red when i pop the phantom in the back (yeah)

[verse 2: shaunthekidd]
i pop the phantom, pop out
everyday i keep my glock out
i take your b-tch to a c-ck-mouth, wanna see what her slot ’bout
benjamin franklin right now, i need benjamin right now
ruger nueve, got ’em breathin’ heavy
i’m the motherf-ckin’ boss of the sauce, el hefe

[bridge: shaunthekidd]
tempted, money on my head, yeah

[verse 3: shaunthekidd]
pull up to your b-tch house, say she gon’ be right out
backwood smoke, no white owl, white owl
he ain’t got a gun, so he say he tryna fight now
mama said knock your lights out, lights out
i’m v.i.p. in the club with the ice out
two-hundred down, three dubs for the bling-blaow
i’m the type of n-gga to get a tv show
just to beat your ass, call me jerry springer now
gucci shades on, i don’t even see these hoes
purple rain like prince, pour up ’till i pass out
after i smash, i’m doin’ the dash
it’s back to the cash, i live on the cash route
[bridge: shaunthekidd]
tempted, money on my head, yeah
(tempted, money on my head, yeah)

[verse 4: travis scott]
’til my fingers blue, ’til my fingers flew
i like countin’ hunnids ’til my fingers blue (yeah)
lamborghini roadster, this is not the coupe (skrr-skrr, skrr-skrr, skrr-skrr)
if i slide the top off, then you better shoot (yeah)
diamond t–th (shine), diamonds white and pink (it’s lit)
yeah, back in sync, just in time to drink (yeah)
still strawberry smooth (yeah), still, roll off the boof (yeah)
hit her off the view (yeah), top floor, where are you? (yeah)
yeah, all she do is dance and take xans, she too basic (yeah, yeah)
if she ever plan on fall asleep, my hands replace them (yeah, yeah)
whole d-mn crew (yeah) off the zoot (yeah)
pour the juice (yeah), hit the jack and count the deads (yeah)

- shaunthekiddd

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