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letra de dark events - trapquan$

[transcribing]

[intro]
aye, aye-aye, aye
you know the f-ck i’m comin’, man
trapquan$ on this motherf-ckin’ beat

[verse]
i just wanna live
i do not want to forgive
all i do is take, i will never give
my youngings with the sh-ts, they will split your wig
forgive me for my sins, i swear, i just commit
relationships omit, and i have to admit
that you not adequate, that you a lil’ b-tch
wastin’ my d-mn time, makin’ me look (aye) slow (aye)
i can’t believe i had feelings for this f-ckin’ ho
now, i need time to grow (aye)
i need time to get this dough (this dough)
i’m smokin’ on this dope, my eyes is h-lla low
i got white like some snow (snow)
they come back like it’s thrown (it’s thrown)
and i am on a throne, search me up on google chrome
i’m coolin’ with my woe (woe, aye)
i’m chillin’ with this ho (ho)
and she ain’t got no clothes, swear to god, she blow
my n-ggas be runnin’, that’s end of discussion (aye)
flirtin’ with b-tches that got they -ss blushin’
comin’ through, and i’m givin’ concussions
big–ss chopper, and i think that came from russia
baby, throw it back, ‘cause i know you a bussa
i’m hangin’ with them goons, i ain’t hangin’ with no bustas
pull up where you stay, we’ll leave your -ss [?]
i be ballin’ so hard, n-gga, no tim dunkin
when we comin’ through, b-tch, you know, we be rushin’
[?] you hear them shots, guns be pumpin’
f-ck around with me, and bodies will be droppin’
which means that bodies will be thumpin’
just like thanos, we will leave your -ss with nothin’
stupid lil’ b-tch really think that she stuntin’
catch they -ss lackin’, and you know that we huntin’
spin the block, so you know we be spunnin’
been hearin’ the gossip, that sh-t be buzzin’
coolin’ with jay, you know that’s my cousin
people will say i act [?]
shawty say i got a big [?], just like london
eight shots call me [?]
i’m fightin’ these n-ggas, and they hit like pillows
comin’ through like a wig, nah, somethin’ like a billow
and we really got the tree, somethin’ like a [?]
you on defense? you will last on a pillow
smokin’ papers, never need a cigarillo
got beef? i pull up like, “h-llo”
introduce you to my lil’ fellow
i’m a prodigy like donatello

[outro]
p-ssy, heh
p-ssy, p-ssy
gang!

- trapquan

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