letra de m011y *freestyle* *slopped* (original) - xxxtentacion
[intro]
you are now entering the world inside the essence of your imagination
[verse]
xanax instead of oxygen in a world full of these moccasins
opsidus, exodus, percocets, ecstasy
will you let a little n-gga drop a node, get drunk, then have a n-gga f-ck you in the throat, little bit of weed
little bit of coke, roll roads, hit your throat, get c-cky on the low, put a gun to your throat
s-x-tape, let’s tape this sh-t, embrace this place then rape the b-tch
yo, gang this sh-t so crisp, my wrist so slit up, sh-t i think i p-ssed or sh-t my pants
yo’ mans ain’t sh-t, f-ck a b-tch, little l!ck, little league, little tits
breeze od, smoke go3, oh me, oh my, oh ho, sh-t, die
mama should’ve swallowed you, b-tch, please die
fist fight, die young, bee stung, tree hung, we hung
could have been equivalent to the heroin, you need medicine, better grin, better lean
could it, better, could it, done it better, whatever the weather
yo’ ho know the chatter is coming, no better, no better, no better, these n-ggas know better
i got it, i came with a n-gga you know this, we on this we hold this they hoin
[?] be hoin, you know this, breaking my focus these n-ggas is focused
these n-ggas be trippin’, i’m sippin’, shawty they pimpin’ ya’
hit you with missiles, i got it, you want it, i’m puttin’ you on it
my n-ggas is swerving, they came where the 40’s are
i-i’m locking it down, came for your n-ggas, i’m f-ckin’ up town raping the b-tch, raping the bodies, quicker than licorice could’ve been vigorous
vigorous n-ggers that hated my mothers
vigorous n-ggas that hated my mothers (black bats)
as vivid as black castles back in the past, faster than ever
they hated n-ggas be basic, n-ggas just face it
n-ggas be mellow, i hate it, i sling ’em like jello
whatever the weather, i’m comin’ with cheddar, your ho know
hate it, b-tch, call me lucifer the foe
i’m for the foe, aim for you feet, came with a tec, aim for your neck
f-ck a n-gga b-tch, swear i’m the sh-t, but i be bitter
hating the b-tch, slapping the b-tch, d-ck slapping the b-tch
realest n-gga out, god d-mn i’m the sh-t
b-tch my n-gga i’m mobbin’, slumped up shawty
your b-tch she want the 40’s so i hit her with the molly
b-tch, that baby ain’t mine, i ain’t really ’bout the crime
i’m just really bout the murder, b-tch, give her f-cking time
i be out my d-mn mind, i be all up in my zone
smoking dope with yo’ ho, b-tch call me for the 40
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