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letra de egodeath - witchouse 40k

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, eugh

[intro]
50 drum, glizzy c-cking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now i’m looking sun-kissed
wussup, said he want it so we smoke em up
eliante on the bezel hanging off my wrist

put my fist up in your b-tch
shawty said she love that sh-t
now we smoking out the zip
we rolling green up like a witch
keep a chopper with a d-ck on em
i’m never gonna miss
caught some bodies playing victim
way i’m always in the mix
broke my knuckle on your lip, what’s up
40 bricks i’m bout to flip i lost my job don’t give a sh-t, b-tch
yellow diamonds look like p-ss
i be chopping all these snakes up yeah you gon finna hear me hiss
40 thousand dollars in my bank
no need to count that sh-t
i fell in love with money so i’m always out here counting it
all these artists fake they hearing gunshots and they cowering
i pull up on your block and leave a p-ssy rapper counterfeit
lil b-tch, where the money at?
i know you’re out here housing it
i never play with k!llers you a p-ssy and you’re proud of it
pillaging up your villa i go bump in the night
.45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it
c-ck back and i bang, cl!ck-clack and i paint
smoke gas by the day, trash mask on the face
yoppa make em levitate, i ain’t got a gang i’ve got a chopper like a heavyweight
no, we cannot talk too much, i never wanna conversate
never switching lanes cuz all these rappers wanna follow me
twenty in my pocket rocket shooting harmonies
f-ckin on your b-tch i want her soul but gave her heart to me
put lead up in your arteries
i got shooters who gon get you on the low, yeh
i got ruler clips that hollow out your bones, yeh
smoke so much that i can never find my phone
i might just buy another one i might just stay the f-ck alone, yeh
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- witchouse 40k

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