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letra de hoods hottest - teezandos

[intro]
grrrrr
zando way or no way
i’m back
do you get it?
nathan

[verse]
look, real talk who’s next? (who?)
man can’t talk about drill
still do drill in my grey nike tech
hair on fleek but i still look vexed
when i went gym, start thinking sideways
should i slam my man, him or him?
i’m gripping my chin and ching
so much smoke that i’m inhaling (ugh)
i’m tapped, kuku like loco
but lemme not talk, that’s oh no
i’m bad on my js like jordan
bands for myself, where the f-ck is the postcode?
i’m on broad day, main road stainin’
and the rush that i get is amazing (it is)
and you would think bro was a surgeon
he popped his lung, left the crime scene waving (ching ching)
man get vile, friends in bios
i don’t want love though i want this guy though
slag some wet like them or high bro
k!ll a jareer like i don’t know my bro (bye)
and i’m so anti it’s dangerous
i got guns, big bands and trainers (bap)
they say i don’t die from the xans
but your boy died, see his face in the papers (haha)
like, real talk what’s poppin’?
if i wave this gat in the air
no fun like fair, that’s bare man droppin’ ((?))
i’m out front, can’t see me stoppin’
i’m a cutie and i got a booty
i get why they thank girl, they thank that i’m cool (they do)
and i’m litty on stage, in the crowd
i’m seeing the b-tches that went to my school
ha, the tables turned
man can’t talk about “shook you”
“shook you” where? i paid my earned (i did)
done now that my ratings earned
done now any bridge get burned
on the xanies, i don’t give a heck
but shouts out my backs cuz my backs got the pills on deck
our [?] in the party pingin’
i’m slurring my words off the lean
and when i get asked what i want as gifts
i say free smoke and the fresh home team
and it’s mad, bare man turn cabbage
i see red when i’m picking the crop
but i’m crip on my blue side babies
so shouts out the reds that i do want to drop
my old friend still sitting in bandos, no zandos
and i find that hideous (ugh)
my old ting was oblivious
i didn’t need him so i dropped that idiot (ugh)
and i’m dodgy believe all the rumours
i don’t like humans, sign me out (sign me out)
i’m ot still flying out, slide them out
slime i’m out
[outro]
real talk what’s poppin’?
slide them out, slime i’m out
b-bare man droppin’
slime-slime-slime i’m out
sign me out
real talk what’s poppin’?
slide them out, slime i’m out
b-bare man droppin’
slime-slime-slime i’m out (gra gra)
free the mandem

- teezandos

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