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letra de off a perc - souq

{part 1}

[intro]
on gang, twin, like what the f-ck

[verse]
talk down, bullets straight to his face (yuh)
i ain’t snitch on boys, no jace! (yah)
i got a 556, like jace! (huh)
bli- bl!ck on ’em, let me close that case (huh, yeah)
b-tch, i got a drac’ with kickback
hittin’ that l!ck, boy, you know that i did that (yuh)
hit that jugg and bih want spin back
i’m with lil’ pynappled, smokin’ that goop (bih)
bu- bum ass music, sh-t like p–p
ta- talk sh-t, hop out that coupe
i’m on the block, and we slidin’ wit’ troops
hit that jugg, and we take yo loot (yo loot)
you so gay boy, you a f-ckin’ fruit (on god)
o- off the percs man, i’m finna boot
(and i don’t give a f-ck what you sayin’)
bu- bullets to his face, b-tch, they be sprayin’
f-ck god, i ain’t got time for no prayin’ (yuh, ay)
big ass bl!ck and it tucked in that lamb (yuh)
yo- yo b-tch see the racks, she like “d-mn” (like d-mn)
i be high like peter pan (yuh)
hatin’ on me, you off a xan (yuh)
ha- hatin’ on me, boy, you off a perc (ay)
ain’t gon’ slide, that boy like durk (ay, slimе)
i got franklins, no kirk
bum ass f-g, get yo ass to work
{part 2}

[verse]
(tex)
yu- yuh, i said get yo ass to work, boy
hе needa chill, needa get off them percs, boy
i catch you lackin’, i send you to church, boy
yuh, or i send you to h-ll
talkin’ that sh-t, b-tch, i’m casting that spell
talkin’ that sh-t boy i’m castin’ that spell, and i’m f-ckin’ these b-tches, you know i’m prevailin’, i’m winnin’ (winnin’)
committin’ these crimes, boy, i’m sinnin’ (sinnin’)
committin’ these crimes, i’m a demon (yuh)
i- i got yo b-tch and she drinkin’ my s-m-n
yuh, ay, she fiendin’
f-ck saks, i think i’m ’bouta hit neiman’s (yuh)
ho- hop out that lamb truck, b-tch, i’m speedin’
yuh, ay, lil’ b-tch, i’m a felon
i got a glock, and i shoot at yo melon
yuh, ay, not talkin’ fantano
ho- hop in that sh-t, b-tch, i hop in that lambo’
hop in that lambo’, that sh-t got 2 doors
we so high, we finna hit pluto
we so high, we finna hit mars
sippin’ that drank, i ain’t poppin’ no bars (yuh, ay, sh-t)
hop in that benz, and the roof got stars
hatin’ on me, boy, you a r-t-rd
yuh, ay, you must be slow
gee- geekin’, boy, you be off the snow
tweakin’ if you think you my bro
(yuh, you not my f-ckin’ bro, man, like what the f-ck? you think you my bro? like you know what i’m sayin’ like-)

- souq

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