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letra de hawaii - y$57

[verse: y$57]
trynna cancel, b-tch you know it’s too late
wishing you murder me, back to the game
n-ggas be talking like they reaching fame
but i hit up my brothers that know where you stay
know how i move, this is my play
i’m breaking your ankles, and call me d wade
never do wrong, you claim i betrayed
but you soft n-gga, i just made you afraid
my flow is so sharp, i cut you like blade
y’all stay in hawaii, you know your own fate
you say that i steal, i eat off your plate
wanna ask money, but you just hesitate
from mia, and you know that i’m great
you keep the hate, and i cannot jus wait
these n-ggas ate, and i cannot relate
cuz i gave them the money but n-ggas still hate
they think i’m a slave but i don’t carry drinks
forget their existence, but they wanna fade
brainless n-ggas, the f-ck do you think
spritual b-tches need help from a shrink
offered my help, but it was a risk
b-tch wanna fight, but can’t make a fist
i gave them hawaii, what a plot twist
b-tch wanna stay, so i gave her a kiss
kiss to my d-ck, cuz i know she will miss
i’ll be in their grave, and i’m takin a p-ss
wanted a reason, that i couldn’t stay
most them n-ggas be acting so fake
claim i’m a d-ckey, but asked to get paid
after i left, i still had them prayed
i’m the provider, these n-ggas afraid
they hoe ass n-ggas so they are b-tch made
who is homeless? when i’m making change
i’m not an error, cuz n-ggas switch lanes
i can make punk i can make grunge
i ain’t a sesh copy n-gga i’m one
you got a problem boi, we want the smoke
we are like wax, hitting harder than dope
b-tch is so ugly, her spirits a stone
she look in my eyes, n-gga i am clone
[verse: j$tacks]
c-cking this b-tch with my gl!ck, i ain’t talking no sh-t
i just pop on a n-gga (boom bow)
f-ck round’ , get punch in yo sh-t, all the fly sh-t
b-tch i beat off me lil n-gga (come on)
hoe jus keep yo pants on, jus want the head
no {?} n-gga
n, who f-ck with y-s wrong? i get the poppin sh-t like mollies n-gga
b-tch, i’m droppin sh-t, fu-f-ck round make me c-ck this b-tch
foe nem poppin gl!cks, f-ck round get you momma hit (on gang!)
we got lots of sticks, i’m in this b-tch no hockey sh-t
b-tch ass n-gga be hating, bad as f-ck like b-tch hop off my d-ck
ugh! (b-tch what it is, do somn)
like n-gga what type of sh-t?
b-tch you know i’m ruthless, i go stupid with that pipe b-tch
i was skipping school to sell the shrooms to yo lil white b-tch
now i’m toting toolies ready to shoot it, ion fight sh-t
unless it’s about some p-ssy, cuz i beat that sh-t skraight out the frame
i push luck in yo ahh lil buddy, you better not try your luck today
i ain’t trynna get you drunk, but you gon take these shots right to da face
shot a n-gga in his head, and i f-ck round and saw his brains

[outro: j$tacks]
say that some nasty ass sh-t (the f-ck??!)
shot a n-gga in his head, and i f-ck round and saw his brains (boom bow)
yeah, and i f-ck round and saw his brains (gang, gang)
b-tch! (bang!)

- y57

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