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letra de trap card - superfinger

[intro]
it’s time to d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-duel

[verse 1: yung jizz]
sf
let’s go
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
superfinger, fassel ave in the f-cking house
heard your b-tch suck good d-ck thats that word of mouth (ooh)
had her over yeah she know how to work it out (yeah)
it was good but you know i had to d-ck her down
got the crown, hands down and bow
i’m louder than surround sound
my crew will surround you
who the f-ck let the dogs out?
the worlds my dog house
yours a dog pound aye
the mother f-cking thrown is what i’m gunning for (what)
get the f-ck out of my way or start a f-cking war
b-tch you dusty you a f-cking wh0re (ew)
b-tch i’m bummy, what you asking for?
tryna be as legendary as the dinosaurs (yup)
your gonna work your whole life just to be ignored
hmm, oh, what a shame
you such a f-cking lame
me and the gang we in the game aye (gang)

[verse 2: buddy alex]
buddy
on some king sh-t anze kopitar
acting so blasé bet i got the dopest bars
we whip fast cars (zoom)
pull a uey
b-tch we flipped the trap card (duel)
i feel like yugi
i told em sue me
i’m looking bummy
my lawyer rocking louis
busting jokes ?
i said her p-ssy trash
it made the doctor laugh aye (ha)
can’t stand you with these standard ass flows on them songs (aye)
your b-tch d-ck handed in my home in a thong
and you know i’m shooting ropes like i’m indiana jones
it’s over for you p-wns

[chorus: buddy alex & yung jizz]
aye, whipping fast cars
spitting mad bars
critics act hard
b-tch we flipped the trap card
you don’t want me going that hard
missed your que on that part
out here in your dads car
(aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

[verse 3: j_pastey]
ugh
j_pastey driving this mercedes filled with ladies (zoom)
like this was the 80’s
we eating mickey d’s
‘fore a set at sneaky dee’s
we the fan fav of the showcase
i need an id to get in my own show
though a little taste of the lime light
going all night hard boiled when we gun fight
record it ’till it’s done right, ugh (that’s the one)
sleep on my cash that i hide in the mattress
next to a b-tch who p-ssy stink like a catfish (ew)
she got a fishy that stench like giao ?
always spitting fire you can call me spyro
i interrupt just to flex like i’m tai lopez
it’s your fault i’m a villain like i’m kylo ren
while your b-tch like jabba the hutt, what

- superfinger

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