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letra de whippin that boat/poser - textkill

[intro]
whipping that boat, yeah, the cops can’t catch sh-t
ever since a kid, b-tch, i knew i was gon’ wreck sh-t
emo thug, little b-tch anorexic, if you ain’t sucking, b-tch, you can exit
close your legs, b-tch, where the f-ck your brain at?
catch a opp in the field, then we spray that
pass the blunt, ’cause i know that they laced that
if it’s about bread, yeah, b-tch, then i can chase that
run in your house, crack the safe, where the cash at?
yeah, i’m the plug, just hit me up on cash app
new check in, little b-tch, i’ma cash that
new pack in, little b-tch, where your racks at?
f-ck passing, b-tch, i’ma smoke that
opp in the air, little b-tch, we gon’ smoke that

[verse]
weed in my bag and the weed on my clothes
i can’t f-ck with a ho’, ’cause these hoes do the most
motherf-ckers hating and they hating on my flow
chop on my waist and i let that sh-t blow
yeah, my neck, yeah, that sh-t froze up
he ain’t about sh-t, he ain’t sh-t but a poser
f-ck a drive-by, we gon’ get closer
f-ck that b-tch, i don’t even want no closure
put your big bro, put him on a poster
pistol on my waist and that sh-t in my holster
whipping that boat, yeah, the cops can’t catch sh-t
ever since a kid, b-tch, i knew i was gon’ wreck sh-t
emo thug, little b-tch anorexic, if you ain’t sucking, b-tch, you can exit
close your legs, b-tch, where the f-ck your brain at?
catch a opp in the field, then we spray that
pass the blunt, ’cause i know that they laced that
if it’s about bread, yeah, b-tch, then i can chase that
run in your house, crack the safe, where the cash at?
yeah, i’m the plug, just hit me up on cash app
new check in, little b-tch, i’ma cash that
new pack in, little b-tch, where your racks at?
f-ck passing, b-tch, i’ma smoke that
opp in the air, little b-tch, we gon’ smoke that
yeah, you a b-tch and a ho’, just know that
f-ck smoking one, b-tch, we gon’ smoke they whole pack
and it’s free my bros, yeah, free all the bros
switch my hoes, yeah, i switch like clothes
yeah, my neck, yeah, that sh-t froze up
he ain’t about sh-t, he ain’t sh-t but a poser
f-ck a drive-by, we gon’ get closer
f-ck that b-tch, i don’t even want no closure
put your big bro, put him on a poster
pistol on my waist and that sh-t in my holster
whipping that boat, yeah, the cops can’t catch sh-t
ever since a kid, b-tch, i knew i was gon’ wreck sh-t
emo thug, little b-tch anorexic, if you ain’t sucking, b-tch, you can exit

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