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letra de ew! - xanakin skywok

[intro: xanakin skywok]
av with that drip, hoe
saber gang

[verse 1: sadfriendd]
been clockin’
let me punch in
shawty wanna eat up on my d-ck, get to munchin’
five thousand dollars on my wrist, pack a punchin’
different color diamonds like i bring captain crunch in
i-i get more cash than the register
y’all n-ggas p-ssy, y’all actin’ like predators
sweatin’ from me, are you scared of competitors?
insert this d-ck in her mouth ’cause i added her
ugh, she suck that d-ck ’til she throw up (yeah)
cry like a baby, that boy need to grow up (yeah)
i dropped my addy, that boy wouldn’t show up
now i popped a addy, i think i might throw up
yeah, i keep a pole on me if you really wanna [?]
run up on me, i’ma send a n-gga to the guiding light
feelin’ like jason, i catch your body on a friday night
i’ma stay up, i’m lurkin’, i’m watchin’ n-ggas likе it’s nick at nite
hi, uhm, i don’t like the way you movе, b-tch
bullets made a n-gga move, b-tch
sorry, but i’m in a mood, b-tch
uhm, be careful with your movement
ran up to the bank like i just hit a new l!ck
ran to the gun shop, just got a new stick
i ain’t playin’ passive, b-tch, i’m finna use this
i be sendin’ blasts, yeah, hit ’em with hadoukens
uhm, i don’t mean to flex but i feel c-cky
i just hit a point where these n-ggas can’t stop me
i punch in, i feel like rocky
red dots, i send on my glocky, haha
[verse 2: xanakin skywok]
yo’ b-tch on my d-ck, i scratch and sniff the way she sh-t
i told her easy on my b.b. simon belt then scr-ped her tints
my vv dipped, in-in-in clear white diamonds, they thin mints
i might tweak up, give her hiccups
wanna f-ck in her lips, i’m like: “ooh”
[?]
n-ggas wanna f-ck the b-tches, don’t lie (no)
n-ggas think they on, but they be on five
please don’t choose a nine-o-five (yo)
this glocky like jeff hardy
knockin’ yo’ sh-t like a cardi
yo’ b-tch a [?]
she naughty when she do a party
my d-ck went like: “ah-la-la-la-la-la, shawty”
h-llo, b-tch, ew
you smell like p-b-s
pop another xan then i f-ck her where she puke (ew)
yo (yo), yeah (yeah), f-ck her where she juice
diamonds sayin’: “h-llo, wow, bro, you playin’ my flu” (yaw)

[verse 3: yung kage]
the way she talkin’, she gon’ f-ck with me
that toolie stick [?] (pow, pow)
go and fl!ck her back, and i’ll break her back
i had a pair of b-tches, spend it all on a stick
so row with me (yeah), bustin’, b-tch
f-ck with me, f-ck it up (yeah)
talk sh-t, we tommy tuck
saber sh-t, we chop it up (boom)
flip it, then keep the xan throwin’ up (yeah)
sippin’ that lean and i’m geekin’ up (pow, pow)
she shake her ass more than [?] (boom)
f-ck, b-tch, like we ridin’, yeah, like (yeah)
[?] sh-t
yo’ b-tch, my clique (yeah)
whole team fire, b-tch
nah, n-gga, see you
[outro: xanakin skywok, sadfriendd, yung kage]
uhh, wait, who do you think is the best (no, no, no) on that song, dawg? f-ck
ay, f-ck it, no, we not doin’ this again
ahh, i don’t wanna be c-cky (bruh, please) or anything, but
n-gga, shut the f-ck up
[?]
i k!lled it, didn’t i, right? haha
no, it was me, duh, so f-ckin’ stupid
bro, on god, i had the best verse

- xanakin skywok

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