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letra de professional shitters - whatupnolan & since99

[verse 1: since99]
seeing dead people on my feed, i step exclusive
always hiding on the web, you stay reclusive
said she wanna give neck, i can’t refuse it
a lotta hoes act toxic, air pollution
professor 99, really you just a student
put a presi on my wrist, like calvin coolage
feds need to free tay, he just be coolin
super smash hoes in the bed, i king k. rule them

[verse 2: trdee]
like some kneecaps, n-ggas got me bent
mr. play my role with a b-tch, used to be a simp
glock got 20 in it, but it came with sean kemp
heatеr gotta stay on me, give a f-ck about the tip
hold on, that’s your b-tch, boy, i hopе not
[?] caught the package in my flip flops
we was getting money, you was busy making tiktoks
let me say the word, it ain’t sh-t for me to spin blocks

[verse 3: since99]
tripple s stepping, f-ck that, they can kick rocks
chains on my neck, stone cold, and the benz hot
iphone 11, roles gold with a hot spot
think his ass hard, [?] ’cause he team hop
godd-mn, he switching sides
i’ma have a whole mugshot if he mention mine
full quarter pound of the za, you copped a dime
really think he talking his neck, no, he ain’t [?]
[verse 4: babytron]
i just blew a dub at sacks 5th, i’m scared of me
i think i heard the money whisper to me, can you mary me?
can’t stand y’all broke asses, [?]
riding through the hood, it’s like iraq, i can bairley blink
nike windbreaker, make it whistle when the air hit me
knew she was broke from her toes, but the air did it
feel like superman with this punch up in the air with it
unkie twitching in the kitchen, boy, he [?] squares [?]

[verse 5: since99]
ho, it’s too easy, i f-cked her off an usher budd
put a spike on my fist, oy, better knuckle up
they gon’ try and run and [?] better huddle up
f-ck an algorithm or some bots, run some numbers up
tron, trdee, stanwill, professional sh-tters
make a quick 24 flat, professional sprinter
[?] bread, stack [?] like jeffery renner
f-ck a doorn0b or alock, break and enter

[verse 6: stanwill]
how the f-ck i’m fly as h-ll? i ain’t go through t.s.a
need a bad b-tch, h-ll na, i just need some [?]
if i let the chop sing, get him anita baked
b-tch think i’m neil armstrong, ’cause i need some sp-ce
wave the stick around, like a fairey godparent
halloween, i’ma be a scammer, i might monclare it
if it ain’t yeezy or belenci, i will not wear it
had a mill [?] package up, b-tch, that’s not caring
run around with big splash, i’m a cannon
broke what? broke where? b-tch, that ain’t stan at all
head so crazy, like b-tch, i can’t stand at all
funny how this clock [?] can’t dance at all
spread his ass like some windex
just bought 20 ball, if i take 10 steps
get him gone off a point of my index
raise the bar on these n-ggas, like i bench press

- whatupnolan since99

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