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letra de ​​dude idk - ​​wifisfuneral

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yeah, whip out, i drop out and pop out the uh-
yeah-

[verse 1: wifisfuneral]
whip out, i drop out and pop out the stick
feeling like eren yeager, i’m [?]
in that h-llcat, it’s sticking out right out my hip
and my gun, it won’t jam when i pop me a b-tch
don’t this b-tch know the f-ck who i am?
in the jets, had to wrap me a [?]
sippin codeine, i ran out breath
poppin on 3 and i’m shooting like steph
but i play it like [?], i cross to the left
[?]
when i pull up with hunnid [?]
on my phone, call up skrt, tell the opps they a b-tch
in a tesla, i pop got me popped in my sh-t
had to remix the drank, cut that boy he a l!ck
and this hoe wanna f-ck but she won’t get a l!ck
i keep guns like i’m nightmare, i sleep with the bl!cks
travis scott with drops, when we pop it’s lеgit
but i can’t be like yeagеr and play ’bout no b-tch
we gon’ shoot him like drake cause he stay with six

[verse 2: dososkrt]
heard the opps out f-ck it, i’m crashin’ the party
white hoe geeked up, yeah i’m f-cking off molly
i feel like wayne, i’m sorry for the wait
i smack me an opp then drop a mixtape
i pop out the cut they like “that’s great”
i keep a mask on, you won’t see my face
i sold my soul for an eight
dab him up but i won’t give him no shade
new pound coming in, it’s smelling great
off the x-man, i’m causing havoc
he got jewelry on, i turn to a bandit
robin hood, yeah my style going up
[?] with the money, i touch
everyday in the morning, i’m countin’ up
throw sh-t in my pocket, i feel like a muck
this b-tch so annoying, i told her shut up
bringing all my exes, you stupid or dumb?
yeah, i’m in her stomach yeah just like some tums
she on her knees, yeah just like a [?]
seventeen shots, i got in this gun
police right behind me, i started to run
[verse 3: wifisfuneral]
xanny, perc got me zoned in the matrix
holy water when i hit the p-ssy, it’s right from the back i’m like moses, i wave sh-t
p-ssed off just like wayne, keep the cut
we cross him off like fredo in the cuts
fantastic, i done put six little rings like jordan, that b-tch little p-ssy, it strech like elastic
i k!ll my demons, no itchiku fashion
i put that sh-t on, these hoes get estatic
she tried to suck on this d-ck, i ain’t static
i’m just a soul causing pain and it’s tragic
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