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letra de antisocial - stunna gambino

[intro]
i’m so antisocial i only talk to god
tryna ride my wave but my name ain’t rod
i come from the bottom, of bikini
drummin’ out the h-llcat, we gon make a scenery

[chorus]
it’s a 187 batta bing bada boom
it don’t look like a broomstick we gon sweep the room
gambino the real don dada speak the truth
vultures don’t die yes i am bullet proof
i come from the h-ll hole they ain’t show no mercy
ever since my mans died my soul been hurtin’
might f-ck around risk it off this perky 30
my shooters gon’ milly rock with that f-ckin st-rdy
my shooters with, (?) rah-rah, rah rah
put bread on your head i got mobties, mobties uh
nah-nah-nah nah-nah-nah
my choppa sing melodies it go la-da-da-da
[verse]
(?) said tapped in
want a feature we taxin’
f-ck your b-tch from the back end
while i’m countin’ these backends
been through so much i don’t know where to start, no
bro went and told that sh-t done broke my heart, woah
the streets don’t love you they’ll k!ll anybody (i’m traumatized)
i done seen plenty of bodies (homicides, oh, bullets fly, oh)
walkin’ through the peace singin’ melodies
oh when i die will they remember me
poverty kid i came up from these streets
down to my last i ain’t have nun to eat

- stunna gambino

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