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letra de wtf - starlito

[intro]
i broke down a pound and half
and sold bout a hundred quaters
and it was all profit
i chumped me a n-gg- for it
a hundred dollars to cue that
ten stacks ready to blow it
another half pound ready to blow it
f-ck it! ion need no quarters
i promise i’m going through it
only trying get to it
be better than me to the homies that i’ve influenced
i swear you don’t really know me
you only know the music
they trying to figure a n-gg- out
let’s see if i can confuse them

[hook]
i’m just smoking on this liquor
and sipping on this weed
i had to pop a molly just so i could go to sleep
so i preach with a couple freaks
wake up in a suite
blowing swisher sweets
they light that right
i been doing this all week
augghhh!
just popped down
can’t stand up
lean got me sitting sideways
wtf!
just popped down
can’t stand up
lean got me sitting sideways
wtf!

[verse 1]
i’m so f-cking lost
i can’t find my keys
girly on her knees
and i can’t make her leave
she so f-cking geeked
she wanna do the team
she on a bean
and bout nineteen swishers filled with… og
mix ciroc with the lean
if i drive then i speed
got them ac slater muscle cars
and them tires screech
skerrrt!
i’m gone
peel off like a banana
on a yellow bar
a yellow tab
a duece
and a yellow fanta
riding with two straight up killas
fresh out the slammer
and they crippin’
when they put in work they wear red bandanas
i swear i don’t understand em’
but you don’t wanna see em’
n-gg- if i put the g in the right n-gg- hands
they crime seekers!

[hook]

[verse 2]
i sleep when i count a trillion
creeping i’m so familiar
cause i beep till its over with
keep the heat cause i’m cold n-gg-
squeeze the pistol like its controlling just to show
you
f-ck around and wreck my car if i drive sober
i stay high as gas just so i won’t spazz
don’t make me drop a bag on a n-gg- -ss
i heard these n-gg-s mad that i’m getting cash
them trigger happy n-gg-s with me gone ride
like it’s six flags
i’m with that
i’m bout that
all black when it’s pitch black
hop out that like what’s up
i gots to get some get back
i still wish they bring them bricks back
litia ave. i miss that
so i’m eastside stunting
took the ice in my drink
and put it where my wrist at

[hook]

[outro]
mental warfare!
you don’t wanna go to war with soldiers
[?]
trash bag gang!

- starlito

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