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letra de bleachers - slimegetem

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[intro]
(yoyotheproducer)
bah, bah, bah, bah
slimegetem, n-gga, y’all know i’m comin’, n-gga
y’all know i’m comin’, ain’t all that (bah)
straight to bumpin’, n-gga (bah, bah, bah)
f-ck n-gga, f-ck all the top b-tch-ass n-ggas (bah, bah, bah, bah)
it’s smoke with the whole city, n-gga
i think everybody wanna shut the f-ck up right now, this sh-t is gettin’ serious, n-gga
definitely gettin’ serious, n-gga, you know—, sh-t gettin’ serious (bah)
got me a f-ckin’ switch, n-gga (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)

[chorus]
n-gga, get off my d-ck tryna run from this switch (brrt, brrt, brrt)
you ain’t mad ’bout no blood, you mad ’bout a b-tch
you ain’t mad ’bout no money, n-gga mad ’bout a feature (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
when i carry this drac’, i feel like the reaper
hit your ass with that mic, put your ass in the bleachers (bah)
n-gga, i hit you with this f-ckin’ mic, put your b-tch ass out the game, n-gga (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)

[verse]
sit on the f-ckin’ bleachers, zpap, n-gga
hit you with this mic, put your ass out the game (bah)
my drizzy a dragon, this b-tch shootin’ flames
way i walk with this drac’ think i need me a k
hit your ass with that switch, you gon’ need you a drac’ (brrt)
get f-cked by three dracs, we gon’ run us a train
get f-cked by three dracs, n-gga, it’s gon’ be like n-gga runnin’ train on your b-tch ass
you gon’ be runnin’ then, n-gga
n-ggas broke and they dirty, these n-ggas ain’t nothin’
this sh-t’ll get ugly, this sh-t get disgusting
bro bumpin’ that drac’, he look a russian (bah, bah, bah)
we’ll brushin’ that glock, you know its a b-tton
get hit by this —-, you huffin’ and puffin’
i got me a switch, i ain’t doin’ no duckin’ (brrt)
i’m with all my slimes, we leave sh-t sufferin’
my drizzy a bull, you know this sh-t bumpin’
my b-tton ain’t black, my b-tton is chrome
my drac’ got the one and the black is two-tone
they’ll sh-t on your homie, go head, act grown
you got tough with your men, you get cracked all alone
hit you car with this drac’, you don’ need autozone
switch sound like a snake, turn your ass to some stone (brrt)
layin’ down with that drac’, how you get into p-rn (bah)
i ain’t right in the head, n-gga, everything wrong
[chorus]
n-gga, get off my d-ck tryna run from this switch (brrt, brrt, brrt)
you ain’t mad ’bout no blood, you mad ’bout a b-tch (bah)
you ain’t mad ’bout no money, n-gga mad ’bout a feature (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
when i carry this drac’, i feel like the reaper
hit your ass with that mic, put your ass in the bleachers (bah)
n-gga, i hit you with this f-ckin’ mic, put your b-tch ass out the game, n-gga (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)

[outro]
[?], pick your poison, n-gga (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
bah, bah
we got h-llpup, zpaps
f-ckin’ b-ttons, everything, all this sh-t sh-t clap, n-gga
(brr, bah, brr, bah)
that’s all you gon’ hear
(brr, bah, bah, brr, brr, bah)

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