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letra de no diss - timo

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, stick my d-ck all down her throat
b-tch, i’m goat
no cap, n-gga
let me stop dissing, man
this time i won’t, this time i won’t
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b-tch ass n-gga
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
big 30 on this b-tch
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
let me rap about the other sh-t, n-gga
no cap, yeah

[verse]
f-ck that dissing, timo rap about your life
rap about these n-ggas snitching, rap about how they ain’t right
rap about when you around them n-ggas, you can’t put down your pipe
rap about how n-gga beg for sh-t and sneak diss when ain’t around
talk that sh-t, n-gga, i ain’t no f-cking l!ck
n-ggas mad, hating on me, i don’t owe no n-gga sh-t
everybody know i’m finna blow, n-gga, otf, we rich
they used to clap for me, i signed, now them n-ggas mad as sh-t
just spent forty in two weeks, n-gga, you can ask my b-tch
i’m in the hood passing out g’s, i been had money, this ain’t sh-t
whoever got them glocks, n-gga, we want ’em, i need sticks
i’m just playing, i know them people listening, i’m just talking sh-t
only reason your songs go up ’cause all you do is dissing
if i ain’t no sh-t, you ain’t no sh-t, ain’t heard about you k!lling sh-t
all that slide talking about you doing
no cap, them people innocent
smurk call my phone like, “bro, speak on that pain sh-t”
label f-cking with me, king of drill, they like that gang sh-t
quarter million dollars in lawyers, foenem still rich
run up on him and take everything, we don’t steal sh-t
since lil timo started rapping, shorty hit that k!ll switch
i used to bully you in school, boy, i know you still a b-tch
you told on your homie, boy, i know you still a snitch
no cap, n-gga, with your rat ass
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, big 30 in this b-tch, yeah
hit the cut, pop out with drac’ like i’m josh
we gon’ get up on him, we don’t like shoot out no cars
on that d-ck when we went to the bop
now them n-ggas sick, that sh-t ain’t work out with the opps
every city i go to, i’m in the trenches with them glocks
and them opps can’t go nowhere, i have foenem get on they top
n-gga, you almost k!lled yourself, found out your b-tch a bop
n-gga, i almost smoke your ass, i’m tweaking off this wock’
tweaking up in traffic, seven-six-two in your car
yeah, no cap, i’ll have a n-gga doing the mop
yeah, yeah, we quick to take a n-gga glock
yeah, yeah, we have them n-ggas doing the mop, yeah
ayy, b-tch, i’m goat, stick my d-ck all down her throat
b-tch, i’m goat, yeah, n-ggas playing, you get smoked
i’m off this, uh-uh-uh, don’t get smoked, n-gga
[outro]
big 30 sh-t, n-gga
otf sh-t
haha, haha
f-ck the opps and they mom
i’m smoking carter, haha

- timo

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