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letra de spazzin - yung simmie

[verse 1: yung simmie]
as i twist up this doobie and do me like its a movie, who he?
i be the one you can’t see in the sun
b-tch i move with the drum, like buh-rum-bum-bum-bum
it’s the 275, p-ssy boy, and we deep
ain’t no n-gga on this earth who can get like me
who can spit like me
load the clip like me
h-lla punch lines, n-ggas wanna fight me
the game so dirty, f-ckin up my white tee’s
n-ggas is trippin’ so my n-ggas flippin’
hop in the lac’ and we dippin’, codeine sippin’
eyes so low n-gga f-ck a vision
been cookin’ dough ducked off in the kitchen
she just give me brain she ain’t tryna’ have children
what the f-ck you sayin’ p-ssy n-gga i ain’t trippin’
thinkin’ bout’ the cash while i’m wood grain grippin’
dreads hang low, middle finger to the ceiling
i dont even care, i’mma put it in the air
got two blunts, you could call that a pair
got two guns, i ain’t shootin’ in the air
r.i.p. big pun, real n-gga right here
got three hoes, i don’t need a reindeer
f-ck goin’ home, give me brain right here
you a fake boy i can see it in your face
i pull up to the place
put n-ggas in they place
my finger in your face boy i’m bout’ to catch a case
i blow your face off make your homie catch a phase
i’m with a bad b-tch and her -ss look fake
but i’m laid back and she feeding me grapes
yeah i said that
the n-gga scared to
run up in your crib got your kids scared too
but i’m k!llin’ you cause’ your boy dead too
talkin’ that mess i’ll come find you
i’m all mad, sh-t
tryna’ divide sh-t
gotta’ push weight like i’m tryna’ find sh-t
man i’m too real i dont f-ck with nonsense
hatin’ n-ggas talkin but they got nine cents
when i’m shootin at ya’ whip
bustin’ corners, i’mma dip
purple drank, i’mma sip
on my lap so i limp
i’mma float like a blimp
gold ape’s like a chimp
i’mma eat it like shrimp
i’mma watch the blood drip
every boss, sit
choppa in the trunk, wanna see a car trick?
swervin’, who car sick?
rollin’ that coffin
he come on my side, my n-ggas will off him
my word that i boss him
his money is mine
tryna’ see me, boy you wasting your time
splittin’ your wig, call it wasting your mind, n-gga

- yung simmie

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