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letra de say less - trapx10 & dqfrmdao

say less lyrics
[intro: trapx10]
(kayman, bop-bop-bop)
he said he’s a shooter, bet, say less, just gimme a sec
spin your block and we’re bringin’ the lead
back left door, [?] on a ‘ped
(itchy made this sh-t)
he said he’s a shooter bet
say less, just gimme a sec

[verse 1: trapx10]
mask on tryna stay off camera and i got my hood up just to be sure (course)
i heard my man got-got last week, but that’s old news, ‘cos i wet him before
i see man run, trip, get bored
done it with ramz, fl!ck nanks and swords (ching)
my bro, he’s a shooter, he done it with corn
two 5-12’s and a .44 (bap-bap)
i got some bands, but i need some more
but i ain’t poor so it’s right, i stun
i got some bands that i spent on war
when sh-t got peak, had to rise it up (sh-t’s real)
me and bro had two waps twinnin’, even down to the silencer (mad)
when i caught —-, i was grinnin’, hopped off the bike and knifed him up (wet him)
no comment in them interviews and it’s not ‘cah my cv’s bad, that’s jokes
bro done ’til the opps got locked, so when i’m in vids, it’s free up fro (free him)
the plug don’t care about music, he just wanna know when the weed gets sold
and the fans don’t care about trap, only the rappin’ beliefs, i’ll blow
[chorus: trapx10]
he said he’s a shooter, bet, say less, just gimme a sec
spin your block and we’re bringin’ the lead
back left door, [?] on a ‘ped
he said he’s a shooter bet (bap, bap)
say less, just gimme a sec (bap, bap-bap-bap)
he said he’s a shooter, bet, say less, just gimme a sec
spin your block and we’re bringin’ the lead
back left door, [?] on a ‘ped
he said he’s a shooter bet (bap, bap)
say less, just gimme a sec (bap, bap-bap-bap)

[verse 2: dqfrmdao]
on my soul, how we rollin’, if we catch you, it’s game over
pullin’ up with big ass tonkas, when we leave them glizzys smokin’
tooka man, it got me chokin’, drop a four, i’ll show i’m floatin’
i don’t f-ck around with hoes ’cause up this b-tch, it get to blowin’
free the get back, this sh-t get borin’
me and my n-ggas supposed to be tourin’
sl-tty for life, you know i be on it
throwin’ up v’s, you know they for von
it’s my n-ggas, you know how we be comin’ boy
we gon’ pop out, spin ’til the mornin’
glah-glah, boom, got everybody’ runnin
n-ggas can’t even reach to get to their gun
i’m with city [?] hear with nothin’ but g-ngb-ng
last vultures can’t be tamed, quick to leave a n-gga nameless
where i post, where you can’t hang, all my n-ggas, we so dangerous
quick to put you on a frame, since you wanna be so famous
[chorus: trapx10]
he said he’s a shooter, bet, say less, just gimme a sec
spin your block and we’re bringin’ the lead
back left door, [?] on a ‘ped
he said he’s a shooter bet (bap, bap)
say less, just gimme a sec (bap, bap-bap-bap)
he said he’s a shooter, bet, say less, just gimme a sec
spin your block and we’re bringin’ the lead
back left door, [?] on a ‘ped
he said he’s a shooter bet (bap, bap)
say less, just gimme a sec (bap, bap-bap-bap, baow)

- trapx10 dqfrmdao

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