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letra de cant fw us - ​squillo

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[intro: squillo]
(fah, fah)

[chorus: squillo]
you know i’m insane, you know you can’t f-ck with, n-gga (yeah)
you cross one line, you know that i’m pullin’ the trigger (yeah)
i’m slidin’ with dolly, put that boy in the grave, you know we a digger (b-tch)
every song i hop on, the flow gettin’ sicker
if a opp b-tch try me, you know i’ma bl!ck her
[hit her ass with some magic?], you know i’ma trip her (yeah)
yeah, one wrong move, you know that i’m [?] (what)

[verse 1: squillo]
i’m feelin’ myself, n-gga need a [?]
i’m searchin’ up ways, n-gga, to get richer (yeah)
i’m searchin’ up ways, n-gga, to get rich (yeah)
don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, like i’m really hitler (what)
i’m dumpin’ the body, n-gga, in the river (huh)
put that boy in a body bag, need a zipper (fah, fah, yeah, what, b-tch)
and dolly gon’ gеt ’em gone
for the muhf-ckin’ murdеr [she?] sing along
got too many dead n-ggas in this pack (p-ssy)
how you n-ggas thuggin’, n-gga, with no get back (p-ssy)
you walk in my trap, you finna get slapped (yeah)
if i spot me an opp, i’m finna attack (what)
can’t f-ck with a n-gga, might stab you in the back (yeah)
finna slide in your crib, n-gga, like a ghost (what)
you talk on the gang, n-gga, then you toast (fah)
stop pipin’ ’em up, n-ggas like to boast (fah, fah, fah)
throw that boy in the oven, n-gga, like the roast
i be talkin’ my sh-t, n-gga, not no ho (fah, fah)
these n-ggas be cap, n-ggas do the most
finna murder these n-ggas, put it in a post
i feel like the devil child ’cause i’m bold (b-tch)
[chorus: squillo & dolly]
you know i’m insane, you know you can’t f-ck with, n-gga (what)
you cross one line, you know that i’m pullin’ the trigger (boom, fah)
i’m slidin’ with dolly, put that boy in the grave, you know we a digger (lay that n-gga down, b-tch)
every song i hop on, the flow gettin’ sicker
if a opp b-tch try me, you know i’ma bl!ck her (yeah)
[hit her ass with some magic?], you know i’ma trip her (yeah)
yeah, one wrong move, you know that i’m [?] (ayy, fah, uh, fah)

[verse 2: dolly]
lame ass boys tryna hang, like a n-gga (uh)
i hit her once, n-gga, i do not miss her (uh)
she think i’m famous, tryna take a picture (uh)
i just pulled up, i just [?] (yeah)
i’m not a rapper, n-gga, i’m a mixer
i seen your b-tch, n-gga, then i flip her (oh yeah)
vq vessel, i’m a known member (gang)
she sucked my d-ck, n-gga, and you kissed her
uh, drop-kick his ass, i’m a wrestler (fah, fah, fah, fah-fah-fah)
i’m at the gas station, like i’m [jester?]
me and your ho finna link, r.i.p chester (pew)
i’m with a white ho, like pepper (pew)
drop-kick a n-gga, i feel like [?]
i’m in the cut with your mama (fah-fah)
talkin’ crazy, i’ll pull out the llama
i don’t like n-ggas, f-ck obama
i’m in the trap, n-gga, countin’ commas
how you a trap n-gga, but you lame? (nope)
how you a trap n-gga, why you runnin’? (uh-huh)
i shot a lame n-gga in public (fah, b-tch)
these n-ggas green, like a muppet (b-tch)
talk on the team, finna up it (uh)
i cannot cuff if she’s ugly (uh-huh)
[outro: dolly]
uh, gang

- squillo

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