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letra de heavy metal - young casino

pop pills
praying god heal me fast
i got demons they torture body
can’t sleep cuz i’m battling shaddows
i’m fighting the devil wann me to die
p-ssy n-gga stop hating
i go hard for mines
i catch chills wen my son look in my eye
u fake can’t look in my eye
they kno imma problem
they scheme in the blind
pray his soul away slidin wit that iron
clip mj 82 back in his prime
getting smack on ex smokin pie
getting head from my ex
on the side
i was broke they wouldn’t they wouldn’t give me slice
up now
they wanna piece of the pie
f-ck that
shooter dying for mines
on timing
glock 23 wit the dikk in the rod
n my drip too exclusive that’s rite
for that bag f-kk my gang for the nite
on yo ass if u play wit life
showed me signs ho ik u ain rite
in the bando i’m high as kite
off the pills she gone suck me the rest of the night
back out i ainn tryna get right
got left
cuz he wannt talkin rite
gang sh-t
i ainn switching on that
wave poppin now they getting
swipe yo bank
take the bandz to the trap
send a spy he ainn makin it back
she stripper ho shakin that ass
gotta stack lemme f-ck from the back
f-ck them crip they fake an they dirty
f-ck that b-tch she ainn sh-t
she just thirsty
i jus took me a pill boii i’m chirping
take ya head off ya shoulder stop lurkin
gave a bag lil sco he stirty
seen a n-gga had tension
he murked em
u ainn loud out we gave em a curfew
vvs blinging blowing on purple
loyalty
only fam in my circle
hadd it hard couple souls tried to curse me
ride wit 30 ainn talking bout curry
don’t play
burry em
f-kking ya main
but they benji i married it
got played by the closest
embarrassing
suffer depression by 8 was melested
b-tch i gave u my all nd u test me
ik nun but shooters we hectic
i got b-tches on b-tches
that’s serval
step on it push the gas to the medal
rock out wit the stick
heavy metal
boujee b-tch but she cum from ghetto
weave in
pink toes in her sandals
spirit in me i’m too hot too handle
fie u up we gone make u candle
turn her on like i’m changing the channel
once u sho u switch i can’t stand you

on go
hop out demon park it
dirty spirits been tryna to taunt me
hearing these number
palms sweaty
i’m all weak
chap stik so my lips won’t look bocky
move slime
thro a bag to okis
make the scene 50/40 u kopy
i break bread 50/50
they got me
came from u wann it
keep watching
beat her down
couple round til my c-ck dead
mind ya own f-kkin yu c-ck head
played him slime
from stoner
to rockhead
put sum smack in his weed got his mind dead
they bee broke
n i’m don’t like me
they miserable
f-ck yo momma
so now she not feeling u
i’m too smooth for these n-gga
rememberal
play em close
at the red light i’ll finish u
gang
this is the sh-t that we bang
f-ck bout that sh-t that you claim
too loyal
u snake me you lame
you sent the addy i came
don’t want you
you be running game
tell him to stay in his lane
bro god catch a stain
rite
real right
not street
this is the anthem
sh-ttin on them
the gang named me pamper
to the bag when she call i don’t answer
they want smoke
so we gave them all caner
i be starstruct
they death an can’t stand it
shoot first
i ain’t taking no chances
billy jean in my mouth
diamonds dancin
i cashed out on my wrist
f-ck a plain jain

- young casino

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