letra de subway shooters - terrify
[intro]
ob, why you gotta sell me on the 2s?
your defense is trash, it smell like poo
you legit guarding a shot creator too
what he gone do, break your ankles, foo
ob try to shoot for the stars, but he gone brick
his wifi connected with wooden sticks
yeah he goofy, he always got some tricks
when i come around, shoot ob with the bl!cks, yeah
you know
i wasn’t prompted to do this
but when you come at my boy fear like that
i can’t let that sh-t slide
[verse 1]
oblical, nah, b-tch, you is a bum
late nights, i like to do your mum (doin’ your mom!)
yeah, and we in the back
me, fear and shinu gon’ have to attack
yeah, and we in the back
shootin’ up n-ggas with the gats
look at christian, he’s so black
i b-tch his ass, then say, “spligack!”
christian got a fat ass nose
i cut him up like tanjiro
very black, no bbc, though
but the ladies know where to go
like ja morant, i got the code
leave you crippled like you joe (my leg!)
took yo’ b-tch, yeah, she my hoe
she’s my peach and i’m mario
now let’s get to this n-gga zuhlayuh
random b-tch, yeah, you a bum
you fat and you reek of chum
my d-ck, yeah, yo’ b-tch wants some
and nova, yeah, you are a goofy
and yo’ b-tch, she wanna please me
put in the pipe like i’m her plumber
after all, i have her number
with shinu, we spray your block
i’m with fear, yeah, he my ock (sure, sure!)
wally a b-tch, yeah, he an opp
he’s obese, paul blart: mall cop
cook sh-t up like walter white
f-ck yo’ b-tch, lil boat, one night (lil boat!)
f-ck you up just like i’m mike
pv2, i had to wipe
[chorus]
oblical, you are my b-tch
christian, yeah, you are my b-tch
zuhlayuh, you are my b-tch
nova, yeah, you are my b-tch
me and shinu gon’ smoke that ganja (smoke weed everyday!)
hoes callin’ me like i’m mo bamba
fadeaway shot like i’m black mamba
rip kobe, eight shots to your matta (bang!)
[verse 2]
y’all my children, is that not clear?
i f-cked yo’ b-tch, she moan in my ear (yes, daddy!)
she my b-tch, yeah, she my dear
i’m with my shooters, they top-tier
saw yo’ b-tch, she want my snap
we at the crib, her ass, i slap
in the bedroom, i got to tap
she like “d-mn, yo’ d-ck that fat?”
reach on me and i will stepback
your diss was ass, that sh-t was wack
demolish you n-ggas, smoke your pack
shoot n-ggas up like laser tag
i come with fire, i throw molotovs
hoes chase me, fat b-tch and the dog (hey!)
she ride my d-ck, but there’s no hogs (hog rider!)
you too slow, sonic the hedgehog, b-tch (you’re too slow!)
[outro]
lowkey
i wanna f-ck jake’s mom
f-ck jake’s mom
f-ck jake’s mom
f-ck jake’s mom
i wanna f-ck her, yeah
i wanna f-ck her, yeah
i wanna f-ck her, yeah
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