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letra de python - yvngxbenzz

[intro]
b-tch, i hurt you again (shut the f-ck up)
b-tch, i hurt you again, yeah, yeah
b-tch, i hurt you again (b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck)
b-tch, i hurt you again, huh (yo, shut the fu- yo, she gon let me sing? godd-mn)
yeah, shut the f-ck up, get the f-ck outta my ears (bro, shut the f-ck up)
let me sing this sh-t, yeah (we gon sing yet?)

[verse 1]
they think i’m a cold blooded python, the way i get the mic on
cuz i got my stripes on, like a ref, b-tch, i got the white on
like i’m ice cream, b-tch, i got a pint on
i forgot her name but she suck like a white straw
swish the d-ck in her mouth just like some methanol
shе gon drink my s-m-n like a dosе of adderall
feel like a python, the way that i spit at yall
i ain’t your mama, i ain’t baking no pie for you
yes, i lied to you and i’d lie again to you
wanna know why? because i’m sick of the f-ckin attitude
when i play my songs, my speaker knock back at you
when i get home, ima make a f-ckin rap or two
pull out the choppa, i bet it bust back at you
not talkin bout pokemon, but i got a pack or two
beat a dude’s ass, he got scr-ped, like a tiger tooth
bet yall get mad when i rap like this, brand new .45 beam with a bl!ck
brand new .45 got a b-tch kickin, say no to the d-ck got a b-tch fit
don’t matter if i’m whispering, b-tch, i’m still gonna k!ll this sh-t
get back to the ritalin
[verse 2]
.45 my hip, like the elf on a shelf, gotta choppa that’ll send you to h-ll
b-tch, don’t try to rebel, i know you know well
tossin coins in the wishing well, i wish you well
do i sound swell when i rap fast? or do it sound like a misspell
after this, i gotta go p-ss like r. kell, if i get in jail please don’t call to my cell
i’m in the cut like i’m suicidal, only thing i need to complete the list is a motorcycle
i’m on top of the building, lookin around with a rifle
i got that good aim, man, don’t need a sniper
no henry danger, but ima motherf-ckin pipe her
yes, i like the b-tch’s post, don’t mean i like her
going 220 like a motherf-ckin biker, spittin these bars like a motherf-ckin python

[pre verse 3]
(bro, oh my- not this b-tch again)
(shut the f-ck up. let me- [?])
(shut the f-ck up. thank you, bro)

[verse 3]
we need to stop pausing all of these segments
no need to ask me, b-tch, you know who the best is
the theory is true, my d-ck’s bigger in texas
this sh-t don’t make no sense, how a dolphin got a pelvic
squinting my eyes tryna read, like a relic
get up out my way, b-tch, you not getting selfies
i don’t give a f-ck if that really sounds selfish
my b-tch always wet like the ocean, call her sh-llfish
she said she suck on my d-ck its like licorice
she told me, “thank you so much,” i said don’t mention it
when i come around, she get boost off her melanin
how you gon sh-t-talk? you can’t keep your relevance
blocked that hoe’s number cuz that hoe’s irrelevant
that b-tch fat as f-ck and her friend looks like elephant
freestyle on every song, i’m helen kellen it
when this song done ima head back to h-ll again
[verse 4]
slide in that p-ssy like a subway surfer
take care of that boy and yes, i mean murder
god said, “let there be light,” why you close the curtains?
trust no hoe, i mean it, no courtesy
b-tch up in my face and she know that she burden me
everyday, i thank my mom for giving birth to me
k!lled that boy, he on the news like ron burgundy
she told me, “stop f-ckin so hard, it’s hurtin me”

- yvngxbenzz

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