letra de blow! - xatashi x grioten
[chorus: xatashi]
came in this b-tch, two guns on me it’s a glock and a stick
brodie wanted smoke we gonna pull up let it rip
two bad b-tches they just want the d-ck
if you want smoke, you get shot, you get mo’f-ckin’ rolled up
choppa gone pop give you more than a coma
choppa gone pop, this choppa gone blow up
b-tch get the f-ck off my gun ain’t no b-n-r
huh, you wanted smoke you get shot down
empty the clip on this b-tch get the mop now
iced out wrist and the b-tch wanna f-ck now
b-tch wanna f-ck get the f-ck out my face now
[verse 1: xatashi]
b-tch wanna f-ck get the f-ck out my face now
two bad hoes want a taste if this d-ck now
came in this b-tch with a glock you get sprayed down
b-tch buss it down on my d-ck whats her namе now?
b-tch what the f-ck is your mof-ckin’ name now?
came with a strap, rеd dot on the d-ck now
b-tch hit my phone up decline ’cause i’m up now
dont give a f-ck about hoes i want bucks now
i don’t want no f-cking b-tch
i don’t want no f-cking hoe
i came with straps, i came with poles
2 blades on me kirito
i swing that sh-t and hit your throat
your b-tch want me, i want dough
get that b-tch right on her fours
i f-ck that b-tch pass to the bros
[verse 2: ]
mira nena yo no sé qué hacer
tú eres un bad b-tch y te lo quiero meter
tengo balas pa tu cara te metes con el fed
tengo pene para shiki shaquille y chanel
y yo soy un play boy, te uso como un toy, eh
tengo mucha fama y lo uso como un ploy
todos mis amigos ganan money son employed
y si me vee’s en la calle no te metes dumb boy
like b-tch like
yeah, came in the scene like what
pull up on go and i made it out the mudd
mama said it wasn’t worth but i showed her what’s up
now i’m doing what i want, and the money rolling up
yeah, i pull up with a glock and a stick
you a bot, you a b-tch
you a dog, when i tell you sit down you sit
your girlfriend just told me she a switch
like dayum, where yo’ mans at?
[chorus: xatashi]
came in this b-tch, two guns on me it’s a glock and a stick
brodie wanted smoke we gonna pull up let it rip
two bad b-tches they just want the d-ck
if you want smoke, you get shot, you get mo’f-ckin’ rolled up
choppa gone pop give you more than a coma
choppa gone pop, this choppa gone blow up
b-tch get the f-ck off my gun ain’t no b-n-r
huh, you wanted smoke you get shot down
empty the clip on this b-tch get the mop now
iced out wrist and the b-tch wanna f-ck now
b-tch wanna f-ck get the f-ck out my face now
huh, you wanted smoke you get shot down
empty the clip on this b-tch get the mop now
iced out wrist and the b-tch wanna f-ck now
b-tch wanna f-ck get the f-ck out my face now
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