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letra de fuck 'em (feat. d-bloch) - $witchlanes (rapper/producer)

[verse 1: $witchlanes]

hop on the beat know i’m doing a murder
shawty be spanish she want me to answer
i ain’t got time b-tch i’m going up faster
bag full of racks in the back seat, uh
hop in the beam and we swervin’, yuh
he tryna beg for a free feat
remember last year he ain’t wanna meet

[chorus: $witchlanes]
i’m like f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
i’m good and you not, whoa
too much hypocrites so i had to stay solo
they just copy my flow
while i’m getting big dough
you know i can’t miss though
i’m still h-lla p-ssed tho, whoa
i get that bag and i’m gone, hey
why you still hittin my phone up
told you to leave me alone
you calling back cause i’m iced up
pullin’ up in a benz truck
we all know your sh-t suck
big racks got big bucks, yeah

[verse 2: $witchlanes]

aye, big body bentley you know that it’s us, d-mn
spazzin’ on the beat you know its a must d-mn
i do this for me i do this for the fam
flying out paris straight to amsterdam, yeah

[bridge: $witchlanes]

i know i can’t trust you
you gon’ stab my back yeah
you want me to love you
shawty move back
i can’t trust no girl
b-tch i can’t lose my time
you making it hard for me girl
i’d rather hang with my slimes
[verse 3: d-bloch]

and i’m like f-ck him, f-ck him
you don’t need no husband
d-bloch in this b-tch
i might just love all on your cousin
like that
love it from the back in the back like that
ride around town with a demon
i wanna know what you see in him, baby
and i wanna know why he’s driving you crazy, like
you know, you know what you really want
too slow, too slow what you waiting on
nympho, nympho what you really on, yeah
tell me what you really on
does he know things that you send to me?
does he know things that you said to me?
does he know things that you keep from him?
oh nah
and you know i can’t love you
only for the night
and you know i can’t trust you
you out here catching flights
and you know that i’ll l-st you
all throughout the night
and you know that i’ll l-st you (oh)
and i can’t trust you
and you can’t trust me
no, i can’t love you
yeah, that’s what i’m saying
[verse 4: $witchlanes & d-bloch]

i’m like f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
i’m good and you not, whoa
too much hypocrites so i had to stay solo
they just copy my flow
while i’m getting big dough
you know i can’t miss though
i’m still h-lla p-ssed tho, whoa
i get that bag and i’m gone, hey
why you still hittin my phone up
told you to leave me alone
you calling back cause i’m iced up
pullin’ up in a benz truck
we all know your sh-t suck
big racks got big bucks, yeah

- witchlanes rapperproducer

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