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letra de reaction time - your stepdad

[intro: your stepdad]
yeah, yeah, uh, uh (frreh, frreh, grreh)
stepdad sh-t
yeah, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah (sh-t)
i used to run with the folks, whoa
me and a—uh, huh (grreh)
yeah, yeah (grreh, grreh)

[verse 1: your stepdad]
too f-cked up when i saw myself in the mirror, i’m geeked
smell of the weed (geeked)
i told that b-tch i saw her, but in my dream
she tell everybody we a thing (thing)
dropped out of college, no money like [?]
huh, huh, f-ck what you seen
huh, huh, f-ck what you mean (frreh, frreh)
stepdad sh-t in this b-tch, huh (frreh)
how i’m thе one with the most of the monеy in the fam’ and the class? i got ds (sh-t)
lie to a b-tch a b-tch i don’t wanna feed, say i’m on a fast
don’t wanna feed that hoe
how about i find me a b-tch to share my weed?
it’s probably an east side hoe— nah, nah (frreh, frreh)

[verse 2: warhol.ss]
why in the f-ck would i tell these n-ggas something they been supposed to know? (okay)
i done caught this b-tch tryna steal from me, i d-mn near choked a hoe
og say, “with all this work you been putting in, you d-mn near ‘posed to blow”
i’m trapping, trapping, inbox ten relaxing
one of them [?]
i’m pushing weight like a dumbbell
got rap money and dope sales
these n-ggas gossip like a hoe tells
i pop the hood like a four-wheel
i done made them nervous
you know i be with a few k!llers toting the hot sh-t
we tactical, i’m clocking reaction time
how your pole [?]
dude ain’t gotta say in nothing, he don’t even go here
i’m out through london with a few beckhams, ain’t no odells
i’m praying daily for bro kidneys, he dropped fours and twelves
i’m riding bp’s, dead drake, n-gga better take care

- your stepdad

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