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letra de fuckery - tdk t-ẞeezle

[intrx]
hold on
hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on (ahahahahahahahahaha)
makin dis sh-t was fun as a b-tch (man, switch dis sh-t up)

[verse]
back flippin pack in da trap, and i’m spittin too fast
same way i pass gas, take a flow out my ass
you p-ssy, you full of sh-t, so you flag out da ass
p-ssy n-gga, you a crip, den bashed (ayyy), den mashed

just like a potato
i don’t know no rhyme for that except tomato
i know i’ma blow up, i’ll wait for the day doe
i’ll get so d-mn rich i can sh-t on jeff bezos

i’m loco, i shoot like a picture, a photo
you know i ain’t breakin da bro code
so cold, i’m makin it snow tho
got cheat codes, no promo
i got heat songs, no promo
wrist got me feelin like frozone
so cold, i’m healin da ozone, bozo

i pop up on yo ho, yo bro
dey yellin like, oh no, don’t go
my shawty a goat throat, not a hoe
i’ll switch up the flow, but not on my bros
i switch up my tone, talkin to my foes (yuh)
i’m fly like a drone, you sittin alone (yuh)
i do not condone, thesh-t you have done (yuh)
i ride wit my dogs, you boutta gеt boned, b-tch (yuh!)
mothaf-cka, watch yo tone
i’m burning your house and lеaving you homeless (yuh, yuh)
lookin for da n-gga who told
i’m trappin da mouse and den keepin it goin (yuh, ayy!)
i’m a god, like odin (yuh)
she want da rod, i go in (yuh)
we playin cod(yuh), on da xbox (yuh)
she want s-x(yuh)? nah, keep blowin

ughh, dat is a bar, g
i be behind the scenes, like i’m army, bts
no playin games, das atari, vvs
glow like a like, das akari, ugh, ugh
i feel like barfing
ran out of breath on the track i’m restarting
fan on my bed, on full blast, and i’m takin in pack (huh)
and it smack, but it smell like i’m farting, (yuh, yuh!)

spit dis sick sh-t quick den a b-tch
fl!ck dis wrist quick, dat swish, no brick
hit or miss, if you miss you get ridiculed, and hit
big damage, rib-tickling, rich, cuz i’m still a jit

i get back to da flow, i’m attackin my foes
i don’t jack what you on, light you up, jack-o-lantern
black little hoe, wit da fat jelly rolls, or my new hoe?
hm, lemme think on the answer
sike, issa joke, i don’t like dat hoe
and my wife mad now, she don’t f-ck wit da banter
date dat sh-t, i’ma mate dat kit
till i break my d-ck out of pleasure, it can’t hurt
(i) just turned yo hoe to a dancer, hop on it i call her prancer, yuh yuh
(i) bust on a foe like a nut, but he ride on my wave at a canter, yuh yuh
n-gga said he want fa smoke, but he can’t even live thru da cancer, yuh yuh
das a shoutout to my brother, we got on all black like da panther, yuh yuh!

[xutrx]
r.i.p. chad
lesgx!

- tdk t ßeezle

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