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letra de drug head?! - xolostboy

[verse 1: xolostboy]
hey, you the type to get walk on gun
down b-tch, oh wait, never run sh-t
she gon’ give me head thought
that b-tch hate me, yuh
gonna hunnid round clip
just enough to say wassup

two faced i can’t even give a f-ck
dirty lean and it’s pourin in my cup
when i walk in b-tch what’s up
two blades like wade strapped up, yuh, yuh

outside of my head i feel nothing
and i’m dead giving you my best
but you taking out my chest like a pest
but you treat me like a pet
now i’m puttin you to bed hope
you get out of my head
i’on’ give a f-ck coming up
i just had a problem with the drugs

f-ck a problem
i was rеally more like in love
f-ck a problеm
i was really more like in love
reppin dirty gang i’ma rock
that sh-t into the grave
i had lowlife on my body now
it’s f-ck that f-cking name
i done came with that sh-t
and now i’m talking it to grave
got a r-301 and it’s loaded finna spray, ayy
you ain’t heard about us
i got sh-t to f-ckin’ say
we in a slasher movie baby
and i’m billy loomis i ain’t
need the drugs to go broke
i’m already stupid hit it from the back
and it’s fat so i had to do it
if you ain’t making racks getting cash
what the f-ck you doing?

drug head
drug head
drug head
drug head
try to claim this you stuck up in a cell
how the f-ck you mixed this
you couldn’t even be here
i’m the real demon
i’m not scared to go to h-ll
i got h-rns under the sh-ll
[verse 2: yung kanari]
wake up i’m freddy krueger in ya day dream
’boutta k!ll a motherf-ckin’ f-ggot if he press me

22 shots in his body leave ’em leaking
how the f-ck you talking online tryna press me
i don’t give a f-ck a boutta a b-tch y’all fresh meat
eat a b-tch through her f-cking uterus with my shark t–th
wake up i’m freddy krueger in ya day dream
wake up i’m freddy krueger in ya day dream
wake up i’m freddy krueger in ya day dream
wake i’m freddy krueger this a nightmare

’boutta f-ck straight up eat this b-tch i’m f-cking dahmer
p-ss me off even quicker ima turn into a suicide bomber
i’m so f-cking sick and tired of these mo’f-cking rap beefs
bro, you got a kid poppin’ pills stealing money
bruh, you acting like a rap feind
always been about it want a feature it’s a taxed fee
xo walked in with the blade call him kurosaki
dirty gang in this f-cking b-tch f-ck yo’ feelings

dirty gang up in this b-tch
dirty gang up in this b-tch

stabbing a b-tch in a motherf-cker uterus
pull up on me with a gl!ck i got two of this
this bro a b-tch he be playing nintendo
f-ck up on me while i’m f-cking on ten hoe
i hate people i hate my own race
then pull up on me with a gl!ck then i face it
call me a cracker i swear that i’m racist
you’ll be some p-ssies i know where you stay b-tch
ar-15 when i kick in the door
keeping the stick with the motherf-cking pole
while your b-tch get smoke like a port
xo and me got the gl!ck right on your motherf-cking porch
homie don’t talk sh-t you is a dork
i ain’t a jew because i don’t eat pork
’cause i don’t like pigs at my motherf-cking door
at my motherf-cking door
at my motherf-cking door
at my motherf-cking door
at my motherf-cking door

- xolostboy

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