letra de -j drop - yung innanet
free atmos-ill-kid from the dog pound
they gotta let my fuccin dogs out
b-tch you ain’t an artist
you make jingles
and my crew probably hack more with a can of pringles
i want these chips i don’t want to fuccin mingle
you like some laundry you gonna fold and you gonna wrinkle
you ain’t bout sh-t, save a bunch of fuccin garbage
you think you want the beef but you be eatin out the garden
you like to talk a lot your ego is enlargened
we make the socket hot and beg your fuccin parden
its row-row-row-row-row oh no
i drop the sql table out from under my foes
you see the struggle, yea it make my heart froze
and it really ain’t sh-t to watch em fuccin decompose
you a fake ass hacker
mediocre rapper
your worthless be servin credentials on a gold platter
i see demons, jacobs ladder
all you fuccin do is blabber
bout to hit another l!ck hit your boy up on the jabber
its its ok
rap music, its hard
i mean i dont know how they get up there, on the stage and they talk about the what is it the rose you know and the marijuana
i just, i can’t see it
b-tch you ain’t an artist
you make jingles
and my crew probably hack more with a can of pringles
i want these chips i don’t want to fuccin mingle
you like some laundry you gonna fold and you gonna wrinkle
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