letra de private flight 112 - sydney runner
[chorus]
i hate how n-ggas always on my d-ck
what, you don’t wanna go without it? bro, stop acting like a b-tch
wesson hit him, soul departed on that live, thought he was sl!ck
mama see ’em on the tv, that’s her boy, i know she sick
quick to hate up on the kid, they flash, i’m camera, it cl!cks
that i do not need a soul except my own to make a hit
and the streets movin’ like omocat, they f-ckin’ wit the kid
i can’t go without the party because i need that b-tch lit
[verse]
she want me to sign her yidders, i put expo on her tits
got a marker on his head, my young bull finish out that hit
b-tch, this life we live not friendly, what about that don’t you get?
just because i interact with you do not mean you my friend
f-ck with m-a-n-d-y, your ho gon’ go then end up bent
that boy two-face, swear he love to lie, i took that as a bet
now he grifting, he a n-z-, arnoe clout nonexistent
marshallfaux a pedophile, had that boy delete all his sh-t
i go quiet for a while, but come out stepping on necks
matter fact, i’m just like stepteam ’cause i’m walkin’ on they heads
treat you n-ggas like y’all kids, i’ll go and put your ass to bed
hollow tips act just like clout, that sh-t will go straight to ya head
i’m a f-cking assh0l-, i swear, i wake up and see red
probably ’cause i miss my partners, rip all of my bros who dead
won’t stop ’til i’m at the top, until they know that i’m the best
v-a-m-p-i-r-e, i got that sh-t stamped on my chest
[chorus]
i hate how n-ggas always on my d-ck
what, you don’t wanna go without it? bro, stop acting like a b-tch
wesson hit him, soul departed on that live, thought he was sl!ck
mama see ’em on the tv, that’s her boy, i know she sick
quick to hate up on the kid, they flash, i’m camera, it cl!cks
that i do not need a soul except my own to make a hit
and the streets movin’ like omocat, they f-ckin’ wit the kid
i can’t go without the party because i need that b-tch lit
[outro]
what, you don’t wanna go without it? bro, stop acting like a b-tch
wesson hit him, soul departed on that live, thought he was sl!ck
mama see ’em on the tv, that’s her boy, i know she si—
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