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letra de cult bih - sunshine christo

[verse]
swerving off with a cult b-tch by my right
yeah, i got a side and she stay out of sight
if i’m h-rny, i might f-ck both tonight
my mind feel so heavy, but cocaine is light
weigh the sh-t real good, i got a new scale
snow rains down like this is sh-t is hail
my gun be sending n-ggas to h-ll
if i’m in jail, then you know i make bail
stop all that wishing, ’cause you know i am well
i hammer the b-tch down like she is a nail
you move so slow like you are a snail
we bumping and bussing, she grind on that rail
new gun, boy, and you know i flex
i get paid tomorrow, i wonder what i buy next
more ammo to fill up the mags, i throw bullets out like they is a frag
like a grenade, blow these f-ck n-ggas away
burn the block like a f-cking ash tray
listen to frank, man, i want it my way
i’m hopping turnstiles in the f-cking subway
in the cut with the indigo runtz
i be smoking on pack, all this smoke in my lungs
i ain’t that really smart, but i can tell that you’re dumb
and i want your blood, b-tch, i want it all
baby, this is a party, so take that sh-t off, give me a call when you ready
i’m double stacked, man, this sh-t is so heavy
and b-tch, don’t forget to tell me when you’re ready
swerving off with a cult b-tch by my right
yeah, i got a side and she stay out of sight
if i’m h-rny, i might f-ck both tonight
my mind feel so heavy, but cocaine is light
weigh the sh-t real good, i got a new scale
snow rains down like this is sh-t is hail
my gun be sending n-ggas to h-ll
if i’m in jail, then you know i make bail
stop all that wishing, ’cause you know i am well
i hammer the b-tch down like she is a nail
you move so slow like you is a snail
we bumping and bussing, she grind on that rail
new gun, boy, and you know how i flex
i get paid tomorrow, i wonder what i buy next
more ammo to fill up my mags, i throw bullets out like the sh-t is a frag
like a grenade, blow these f-ck n-ggas away
burn the block like a f-cking ash tray
listen to frank, man, i want it my way
i’m hopping turnstiles in the f-cking subway
i’m in the cut with the indigo runtz
i be smoking on pack, all this smoke in my lungs
i ain’t that really smart, but i can tell that you’re dumb
ayy, i can tell that you’re dumb
[outro]
i’m sorry, but you’re too unpredictable

- sunshine christo

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