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letra de not him - trutmz

[verse 1-trutmz]
yo, why the f-ck you talking to me, you’re a loser
yeah, i be in your dreams, k!llin’ n-ggas, freddy krueger
i feel like a robot, where the f-ck is my user?
i really want the bigger gun, but beggars can’t be choosers, lil’ b-tch
yeah, i snipe a n-gga down quick with no scope
thought your bro was comin’, but i guess he a no-show
get the drugs, then i drink, that’s a no-go
yo, i just hit that trick shot, bro, check the slow-mo

[verse 2-king rd]
i think bro just might be a h0m-
d-mn, he goin’ stupid, think he lost all his chromos
bro thought we was jokin’ till he ended up dead
thought it was a fight, then got shot in his head
this bro is a p-ssy, i can see it in his eyes
talkin’ on the net, i guess you wanna die
talk sh-t on game, you get sent to the sky
yo, why the f-ck you speakin’? who the f-ck is this guy?
like, no, it’s not him, threw him in the lake
i hope that he can swim, you better not drown
it’s tru, and king rd, yeah, we comin’ for that crown
i’m the king of this sh-t, y’all p-ssies better bow
i’m f-ckin’ on your b-tch, i’m sendin’ pictures now
he’s smoofin’ on your man, i’m puffin’ on his clout
the bullet’s in his face, perfect slit in his eyebrow
[verse 3-trutmz]
yo, bro, chill the f-ck out, we don’t want to f-ckin’ flame the guy out
ay, i be trappin’, i caught up your ex, b-tch
her ass, i be clappin’, oh, now you lockin’ up your phone, b-tch
what happened? i’m a f-ckin’ nerd, lil’ bro, just let me hack in

[verse 4-king rd]
who the f-ck done let all the mods in?
he got booted from the server, wasn’t locked in
yeah, he got sent back to lobby
k!llin’ all these b-tches, man, that sh-t just a hobby
like a b-tch named was robbie
went to his house, now i got a body

[verse 5-trutmz]
man, yeah, all these f-ckin’ n-ggas is too c-cky
these n-ggas don’t like what my two f-ckin’ glocks mean
yuh, ay, ay, n-gga, you’re not him
yuh, n-gga, you’re not him
ay, n-gga, you’re not him
ay, ay, n-gga, you’re not him

[outro-trutmz & king rd]
uh, yeah, he really not him
ay, n-gga, you’re not him
not him, you’re not him
red dot to his motherf-ckin’ chin, b-tch
blew a p-ssy head off, d-mn
i love when my opps, start to grin, yuh
start laughing, uh, you a opp, uh
cause they know deep inside, they’re f-ckin’ dead by 10, b-tch

- trutmz

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