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letra de no headshots - yns corey, lil waddy

[intro]
uh, [?] f-ck
young n—– sh-t

[verse 1]
say, lil corey
this been on them n—-‘s all week, this sh-t getting boring
i back to back in black stroke
i ain’t gon’ lie we lookin’ like a tourist
no matched out a long time ago
we throw ’em in a fort
i’m tryna creep up in a tesla
cause that srp be roarin’
p-ssy boy don’t say my name again
unless you wanna die
you a thot, that boy inside the livin’
still can’t make ’em die (brr)
he tryna walk outside (brrr)
they act up, this on me a pie
treat his ass like a baby
catch his ass then rock a lullaby

[chorus]
slide in every car, don’t give no f-ck about no benz
say, lil corey, should we spare him?
and i’ll k!ll him and his friend
k!ll him and his twin
f-ck that, k!ll him and his [?]
so many hats, you a think my gun signed up for lent
[verse 2]
i ain’t gon’ lie, boy this sh-t lit
i got b-tches showing titties
broke ass n—-‘s still throwin’ ones inside the club
i’m throwin fifty
he tryna run out [?] can’t go flash
shoot him in his back just like ricky
what the h-ll you mean no guns inside the party?
b-tch, i got my glizzy!
man, these n—-‘s ain’t no k!llers
i make ’em change they image
in a field, this not a scrimmage
catch your opp, you better spin it
momma know what’s up, she look under my bed
and seen h-lla glocks
thought my aunt was a dancer, hit his ass
made his ass milly rock! (brrrrr!)
yeah, halloween, like peek-a-boo
p-ssy boy say he want smoke
catch him, and i shoot at you
how i get the drop, i made lil bro spin like a hula hoop
hit her from the back, this b-tch sound just like a piece of fruit
all that acting [?] to the side [?] your song, we used to bully you
oh, he think he hard? (brr, brrr)
i’m a show his ass what this fully do
we don’t check out automatic, we slide we got them semi’s too
i just k!lled an opp and k!lled his brother, that’s a two for two
that’s a three for three
chase his ass down just [?] need for speed
lil corey [?]
the way lil waddy [?], you thought he was shooting at me
catch your opp down back, you can not go to that kfc
uh huh, drink on [?]
we spin his block just like a [?]
i get up close, then tap his head
in case y’all wonder how i did it
they say they shot ’em in his head
but, then when asked we hit his kidney
p-ssy boy think he be [?] my head da vinci
[chorus]
slide in every car, don’t give no f-ck about no…
f-ck that
slide in every car, don’t give no f-ck about no minivan
so many shots i hit his head, daughter had to leave the man
the way we swing this stick, you a think me and waddy like peter pan

[verse 3]
the whole block ain’t got hot
me and waddy gon’ slide that [?]
my rockstar partner slide, he slide on them skateboard with some vans
go to his graveyard, we dig him up, and k!ll his ass again
you n—-‘s ain’t hard, when it’s time to slide you ain’t wanna spit
stop cappin’ on the net
we was lit?
that’s cap
she wanna give me neck, say she like on my rap
he tryna slide like a [?]
(clap, clap)
he got clapped!
you a thing with diego, catch him, take him off the map
you a think i am a d–e, way i always get my strap
i wanna slide today, f-ck it, today i don’t wanna rap (brr)
yeah, he died so [?], he ain’t wake up from that nap
i caught an opp and put more [?]
bullet went through his back flap
d-mn, this b-tch a freak, she show me p-ssy on snapchat
[outro]
i get that drop, i double back i smell a lil (shh)
i bought that pack
i treat the arp like aaron donald, this b-tch gettin [?]
i get the drop, me and my migo partner, we hop out the back

- yns corey lil waddy

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