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letra de hades! - yung flex

[chorus: yung flex]
deadman walking, b-tch i’m rollin’ like the undertaker
tryna’ cop a motherf-ckin’ crib with like a hundred acres
i ain’t finna’ stop until i’m ballin’ like the f-ckin’ lakers
up the f-ckin’ glock and flip a switch just like a f-ckin’ breaker

[verse 1: yung flex]
ayy, b-tch i’m hotter than the-
b-tch i’m hotter than the-
b-tch i’m hotter than the-
b-tch i’m hotter than the oven
all black fit, he ain’t even see me comin
[?]
and i’m with ya’ wh0re again and i just got her-
and i’m with ya’ wh0re again and i just got her cummin’
me and brodie in that whip, all black, b-tch
tryna line a n-gga, call it catfish
like some paperwork, i’m tryna count the stacks, b-tch
ridin’ round ya’ city with the gat, b-tch
if that n-gga talkin crazy, we gon’ f-ck him up
v12 engine in a money truck
ridin’ round ya’ city do ya’ sh-tty with the
ridin’ round ya’ city do ya’ sh-tty with the cutters’ up
lil’ b-tch, i’m on that evil sh-t
up in h-ll, blowin’ l’s with a evil b-tch
and i just put 10 up in the deagle clip
bet it flip a n-gga, william regal b-tch
ayy, gon’ and clap it up, i told that b-tch to back it up
and that sh-t you droppin’ trash, you need to pack it up
and if that n-gga talkin crazy, we gon pack him up
ain’t even into k!lling, im just chilling, blowing pack n’ stuff
[chorus: yung flex]
deadman walking, b-tch i’m rollin’ like the undertaker
tryna’ cop a motherf-ckin’ crib with like a hundred acres
i ain’t finna’ stop until i’m ballin’ like the f-ckin’ lakers
up the f-ckin’ glock and flip a switch just like a f-ckin’ breaker

[verse 2: kartier k]
[?]

- yung flex

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