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letra de endgame (feat. cnt ju$t) [remix] - thakingali

[intro]
ooo yeah, yeah, yeah (ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)
(oh my god its ali!)
ay (ooo, ooo, oo)

[verse 1: thakingali]
i slide wit a hammer i think i am thor
heard he got work we gon’ kick down his door (boom)
i got a .45 on the metro
watch it go boom i think he want more
broke that b-tch back in the back of the cadillac (ay)
she gon’ need insurance go get you some aflac
she talkin’ ’bout babies no b-tch we ain’t havin’ that
don’t talk about bottles ain’t buyin’ no similac
i’m in new york with a couple of soldiers
my brother he shootin’ he give you a close up
your man don’t got hands yea we know he gon’ fold up
chop his body in the winter a cold cut
we got them stones like we was in endgame
we hear you talkin’ but you b-tch made (b-tch!)
eatin’ dinner that yo b-tch made
she blockin’ your shot like her name was dkembe (nope)
bruce li shawty it can’t get no better
ain’t sh-t sweet i keep a baretta
ice white whip like professor finesser
lightskin b-tch look just like coretta
thumbin’ through these racks for your b-tch don’t got time (nope)
if you disrespect then we committing a crime (a crime) (cntrst)
got a pink b-tch said she wanna sniff lines (slat!) (slat!)
kicked that b-tch out cuz i rather smoke pine (gas!)
[verse 2: cnt ju$t]
spin on your block bleed it (skrrrr)
she wanna f-ck cuz i’m shopping at neimans (rider)
big slime sh-t ima drip every season
walk with a faucet it’s broken and leaking (drip drip drip drip)
checked his account and his funds were depleted
get to them racks, my b-tch waist slim but know baby got back (baby got back)
she gobble the d-ck like it’s food and she’s fat (ew ew)
i roll with my brothers i call them my slats (slat!)
thinking how to get this money bullsh-t don’t got time for (bullsh-t don’t got time for)
i pop out with all the pieces you would stand in line for (you gone stand in line for)
b-tch this cnt all on me lil b-tch this ain’t tom ford (cntrst)
you wanna be where i’m at than you gone have to grind more (let’s go)
put in the work won’t happen if you lazy
no more free sh-t i’m making n-ggas pay me (gimme that)
all bout my benjis need them on the daily
new wave, i’m off the top with this sh-t like a toupee (yeah yeah)
i know i’m hot give a f-ck bout what you say (f-ck no)
n-ggas be lying i swear they be fugaze
i don’t wanna kick it with you i’m not liu kang
ooo yeah been dripping that kool-aid

[outro: cnt ju$t]
yeah, yeah
slat!
uh
shout out my n-gga ali man

- thakingali

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