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letra de where the actual f*ck - undefined (trap metal)

[intro]
b-tch
where the beat go

[verse 1]
oh it just start
i just been doing self harm
in the back of a wealth car
gettin held hard
rappin in a place called the yell yard
nah i be kidding
when have i ever been thinkin
shut it
i’ma hit you in your face
with a glaive
with a mace
with a blade
call me slade
cus wilson’s back in the game
and i’m running this lane
no pain, no play
no gain, no chain
no race, no place
no face, no kace
f-ck that wh0rey c-nt
i be k!llin’ mothaf-ckers
dealin mothaf-ckes
but not feelin motherf-ckers
if you wanna buy some tree, hit me up
features with mе do be free, hit me up
if you wanna k!lling spree, hit me up
if you want beef with a teen, hit mе up
set me off like a f-ckin volcano
all you are is f-ckin hate, hoe
better get yo f-ckin sh-t straight, hoe
i never drop names but f-ck you halo
where the actual f-ck- have you been
where the actual f-ck- you get that skin
where the actual f-ck- you did that sin
where the actual f-ck- so much drugs
wood, you’s a b-tch too
giving all these criminals a split tooth
why y’all believing myths, ooh
“your f-ckin fans be suckin d-cks”- who?
[verse 2]
f-ggot boy, habit boy
rabbit boy, jacket boy
shoutout to my homie, smoke
$ea monkeys never f-ck with the phony bros
not even bros
not even hoes
we don’t even know
nor do we give an actual f-ck
bodies rotting in the truck
also never f-cking with these thugs
drinking blood they putting in the jugs
i’m in disgust
they’re more useless than the crust
of bread
what goes on inside their head
the beat is almost done
well i had some fun
writing this tune
hopefully y’all like it too
but before i end this sh-t
i wanna say “f-ck tallerico”
all you ever did with ride a d-ck

[outro]
i say “f-ck” a lot don’t i

- undefined trap metal

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