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letra de magnolia - $uicideboy$ feat. kirb la goop

ridin’ in the 3rd with the all black tint
smoke one hoe get high with a pimp
kick the front door b-tch better bust down

sippin’ on dip while we break down the loud
just know one thing i don’t f-ck with n-body
case fulla sh-lls with a 12 gauge shotty
trap hou$e $crim b-tch i could give a f-ck
ridin’ round town with the 9 on tuck
never hesitate if i gotta go and bust
dare a mother f-cker to try and act tough
100 mother f-ckers that’s all ready to rush
100 mother f-cker’s that’s dying to light ’em up
live from the land where you 6 feet deep
before you even die just standing on your feet
gold teeth with a grin that will make a b-tch wet
504 keep the choppers on flex

b-tch i’m from new orleans
7th ward lord cutting guts with a sword
yung mutt cause i’m half f-cking foreign
give me the blunt
b-tch you wasting all the weed
p-ss it around use my lungs as the storage
pit bull in the yard stay away from my gate
that’s a motherf-cking warning
20 inch spokes like a platinum switch blade
ice on my wrist help the swelling go down from the slit
you can find me in the motherf-cking tank
500 degrees
4 dollar signs
dial up my line i’m on the east bank
suicide left the blood on my shank
-59 yin yang

hundred thou hundred thou $uicide $uicide
who you think you f-ckin with
you done lost yo mind
lost yo mind
boom boom boom boom boom boom
do do do do do
that’s all you hear when i stand in the room
(?)
everyday in the kitchen watch me flip
i can cook i can cook betty crocker
i’m a baker got the cakes
and i serve pills like a doctor
i got prescriptions
i’m on the corner on the corner
f-ck the corner (man f-ck that sh-t)
i’m in the house servine weed like a farmer (i’m a farmer jon)
i got crops i got crops long -ss crops (long -ss crops)
i got hoes
i got them bops
i got them b-tches
hunnid thou hunnid hunnid hunnid thousand
hunnid hunnid
don’t try us we just start whining
$uicideboy$ with the kirb (kirb)
what you talkin uncertain (uncertain)
tryna try us
what we gon’ do
put yo braids on the curb
no play all day in (?)
okay b-tch
you can try that sh-t
i’ll put yo face on a t-shirt today d-mn

- uicideboy feat kirb la goop

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