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letra de treason - $wuvv

treason lyrics
[verse 1]

you was playin’ wit’ me
i be ballin’ like i’m curry
hit ’em wit’ the shimmy
i’mma f-ck you, do not worry
call me allen davis
the way that i hit the “griddy”
you want to enslave us
yeah, i do not feel no pity
i be ballin’ like the pistons
b-tch they call me cunningham
do not f-ck wit’ christians
run up wit the glock, i f-ckin’ blam

rappin like i’m darkie
but i feel like i’m more eddison
hit ’em wit that sparkie
b-tch you need to take your medicine
trippin’ like i’m cowchy
the way i’m takin’ these f-ckin’ shrooms
i’m from orange county
b-tch i’m inhalin’ the f-ckin’ fumes
b-tch your name is kaitlyn
i feel like i’m bein’ f-ckin’ used
find a b-tch, i’m straight in
b-tch my heart is bein’ f-ckin’ bruised
yeah i’m spittin bars
i’m not talkin’ ’bout no monkеy
your b-tch seein’ stars
yeah i know your b-tch is chunky
yeah your b-tch has switched up
now shе sucking on my p-n-s
your wounds getting stitched up
and i’m smoking on that genus

now the beat has changed
same should happen with my flow
b-tch your name is doctor strange
i grab the cash and go
yeah my bars are fire
like i am in f-ckin’ h-ll
i might just retire
and get locked up in the cell

hoes are f-ckin crazy
bitin’ when givin’ f-ll-tio
yeah my future hazy
i’m from twitter, f-ckin’ ratio
yeah i’m on that demon time
i might as well be satan
you got cancer? treatment time
i see a girl, it straighten
[bridge]

alright it’s- it’s the end of the song now
like, you can hear the beat, it’s like
it’s kinda, not got that bass to it anymore
i sound like i have an american accent in the song
but i’m australian, i’m not brit, i’m not an american
but that’s besides the point, because you know the song’s like, ending
like, you should leave
don’t look at the timer or anything
just stop listening to the song, it’s done…

haha, i’m just kidding. lmao

[verse 2]

i’ve still got like 4 more bars
might as well have milked it
i got all these fancy cars
got her drink and spilt it

took her home and she be teasin’
she be barking for no reason
pullin’ baddies, huntin’ season
i got lyrics that could squeeze in
i be zoomin’, i be breezin’
i got ice, yeah i be freezin’
she is suckin’, lock her knees in
i leave my cars, wit’ my keys in
i be trainin’, post-preseason
got paninis, put the cheese in
when we f-ck, she want ease in
k!lled this beat, i call that treason
[outro]

yeah, ok, you got me. it’s actually the end of the song this time
so you can actually leave
like, you can hear the beat fading out
there’s no point in being here anymore
so just leave

buh-bye!

- wuvv

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