letra de push up - suwakonem & hopoutyoshino
[intro]
9ensokyo
huh (ah, ah)
fraxinus franchise
(ah, ah)
(oh yeah, yeah)
(huh)
[chorus: hopoutyoshino]
b-tch, i push up on that p-ssy, they talk tough, why not just come around?
know i got new beef, let’s crash out, we gon’ knock em down
emo b-tch and she suck d-ck, lil’ b-tch, she workin’ out
and the engine on the front and that b-tch making sounds
and that chopper singin’
mp5 i’m slingin’
and these bullets sting him
lil’ b-tch, she clingin’
if he speaking on my name, b-tch, we dig yo’ grave, yeah
b-tch, that glock gon’ beat yo’ ass so stop acting brave, huh
[verse 1: hopoutyoshino]
b-tch, you want all the smoke
b-tch, he reaping what he sow
we up in saks fifths, yeah, we blowing money, b-tch, we buy clothes
you ain’t finna touch me, got my gun in my hand, you ain’t gettin closе, yeah
i’m callin’ kurumi, my shoota, she up fire, b-tch, you alrеady know
jugg b-tch we stepping
this ain’t discord, get you muted
kick yo’ ass, b-tch, get you booted
hold yo’ pavement b-tch, move it
b-tch, you grown-ass man, can’t show me 50
we got guns, got plenty, b-tch
we in this hoe and we shooting sh-t
throw his body, down in that ditch
[verse 2: suwakonem]
yeah-yeah, that n-gga think he tough, we gon’ show him not
jugg stick hit him in his head, it’s gon’ leave a hole, give a f-ck ’bout a knot
yeah-yeah, you’s a b-tch n-gga, i can see ’cause you don’t pull no triggers
w-walk down with that pistol, put a beam on that sh-t won’t miss u
you know i got twin glocks, they kissing
and they both got a d-ck so they both do p-ssing
yeah, f-ck n-gga ball like a piston
we in that new trackhawk, gon’ catch u
yeah, arp, and it came with a stock
and it got an illegal shatter catcher
seein’ that numbers, i’m up and you not
if you wanna push up, i’ll press that issue
[chorus: hopoutyoshino]
b-tch, i push up on that p-ssy, they talk tough, why not just come around?
know i got new beef, let’s crash out, we gon’ knock em down
emo b-tch and she suck d-ck, lil’ b-tch, she workin’ out
and the engine on the front and that b-tch making sounds
and that chopper singin’
mp5 i’m slingin’
and these bullets sting him
lil’ b-tch, she clingin’
if he speaking on my name, b-tch, we dig yo’ grave, yeah
b-tch, that glock gon’ beat yo’ ass so stop acting brave, huh
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