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letra de cobain - xtsy*

[hook]
ayy, yuh, woah
tell ’em they not ready yet
jewish, i pop h-lla checks (i got checks)
stupid, he ain’t use his brains
spill my cup, she leave a stain
kick her out like messi mane
he go out like kurt cobain
uh, ew, uh, ew
i hopped on this beat with will
catch that n-gga, run down like it’s baseball
have my n-gga steal (steal)
you said that you doin’ higher numbers
n-gga keep it real
i make bread and money
my profession feel like bradley beal

[verse]
shoot, score, dunk
n-gga, i have my ex goin’ playin’ with triggers
pink whitney goin’ from down to hеr mouth
and it’s travelin’ down to her liver
i avoid hangin’ with n-ggas
‘causе they tryna put it friends right in the picture
i don’t take no drinks from these hoes (ew)
’cause they always makin’ a mixture
(yeah)
i feel like y’all bros ain’t ready for war
shootin’ at n-ggas and keepin’ the score
know that we up i ain’t keep it no more
why is he trolling we know that he gone?
they put a foolio inside the bong
they saying foolio dropping new songs
know that it’s cap cause the foolio gone
y’all bow down my head pay respect (yeah)
[bridge]
i, don’t want nothing but checks
i, add on the k to your rep
i, put in a shot in the chest
i know that it’s nothing but bets
i dunking on him like it’s rec

- xtsy

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