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letra de pressured - the deadly youngan

[verse 1]
b-tch im a murderer i see demons all through the night
catch a opp flip that n-gga then flash out like a light
you think you tough up on that phone dont make me hit you with that pipe
said he gone k!ll the deadly youngan where you at b-tch thats alright
b-tch ass n-gga wanna diss gang we gone roll him up and burn his car
its a switch up on this b-tch so when i spin b-tch you won’t make it far
its leeke in the air we smoking dead opps in this big ass gar
you believe that you can fly watch how i turn into a shooting star
stupid b-tch i see yo ass like straight up smack him with the metal
that n-gga g-yer than a b-tch they call that lil boy fruity pebbles
i think of bigger better things like mane its hard for a n-gga to settle
they ask why im ready to blam a b-tch cause i f-ck with the devil

[chorus]
we ain’t worried bout nothing i know its n-gga who want me dead
if they interrogate me bout my n-ggas ima act special ed
insta said i got one new mention you gone die for what you said
i know what it feel like to get snitched on ill never talk to feds
we might spaz on him hit the gas on him put a bag on him
n-ggas want war with me until they get left with a tag on em
we might spaz on him hit the gas on him put a bag on him
n-ggas want war with me until they get left with a tag on em
[verse 2]
if we hop out and start subtracting is you gone run n-gga
is you a gangster or a rapper you can only be one n-gga
you laughing and giggling like sh-t funny ain’t sh-t funny n-gga
i spent so much money on getting my n-ggas caskets all them hundreds n-gga
that time been moving slow yall be try hard tryna up the score
n-gga you stole my sh-t and disappeared you really was a hoe
when i catch you imma stretch you the whole f-cking world gone know
im tired of playing with these f-ck n-ggas all this pain i can’t let go

- the deadly youngan

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