letra de elite* - trippie redd
lyrics from snippet
[verse]
pullin’ up, big body, and this b-tch convertible
she could be the baddest b-tch, i swear to god, i’m curvin’ her
blow a b-tch brains out like a d-mn murderer
f-cked her last week, but i swear i’ve never heard of her
put a spell on this b-tch with my d-ck, yeah, i’m cursin’ her
hundred round drum on the stick, it reverse on him
the opps poppin’ out like a zit, d-mn personal
heard a n-gga talkin’ brazy, i’ma put ’em in a he-rs-
.223s, .762s, put ’em in the dirt
big chop, [?] store, i ain’t talkin’ clerks, huh
i be with the birds, bet a b-tch won’t say a peep
hundred fifty on my chain, hundred on my t–th
they want me to k!ll ’em, okay, got it, i’m elite
got my wallet, not my phone, leave a message at the beep
all these n-ggas p-ssy, p-ssy, all i see is pink
all these p-ssy n-ggas ran off when i popped…
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