letra de april fools :) - yvngxchris
[intro]
he said he was busy, he don’t got a lot
so i might just finesse when they send me the drop
finessed that lil’ n-gga then dip to the spot
and asked the lil’ b-tch just to give me some top
well i pull out the sticky, thought it was a prop
so i showed the lil’ n-gga this b-tch really pop
and i showed her the bl!cky, might pull out the mop
but then she got me thinkin’ this n-gga a cop (it’s dj gren8de)
[verse]
say you down to bang, what you do if i caught you lackin’, n-gga?
we’ll never know ’cause i ride with a glock
why the f-ck is you cappin’ on twitter?
you said that you really strapped up, n-gga, no you are not
and lil’ b-tch, i’ma run it up
give mе a decimal, decimal, decimal, b-tch, likе a dot
and the plug textin’ me just to shop
and i’m textin’ him back, i said, “bro, what you got?”
he said he was busy, he don’t got a lot
so i might just finesse when they send me the drop
finessed that lil’ n-gga then dip to the spot
and asked the lil’ b-tch just to give me some top
well i pull out the sticky, he thought it was a prop
so i showed the lil’ n-gga this b-tch really pop
and i showed her the bl!cky, might pull out the mop
but then she got me thinkin’ this n-gga a cop
so you know that i’m dippin’ out
in my pocket that’s racks, it’s a big amount
i can tell she a thot with that d-cky mouth
shorty, can you shut up with that b-tchy mouth
like a tomato, b-tch, i’ma pick you out
can you shut the f-ck up? baby, listen up
i was down bad but i got like two b-tches now
and they be kissin’ me
chris on the top, man, i know they be sick of me
glock with the stick, it turn him into smithereens
got two white b-tches, they smokin’ on nicotine
decapitate a p-ssy and then k!ll a team
b-tch, do you want a cookie? don’t mean sh-t to me
you can’t plug that n-gga, say you sh-ttin’ me
covid-19, that p-ssy boy he sendin’ me
(-sniff-) bruh, what’s that f-ckin’ smell?
one of y’all n-ggas sh-tted and it wasn’t me (i love dj gren8de)
i cannot f-ck you, shorty, you too ugly
she said i’m disrespectful, yeah, what’s up with me?
i told that b-tch to shut the f-ck up, suck a d
yeah, that’s your b-tch but why the f-ck she suckin’ me?
white b-tch on my d-ck, she too bad
racks in the whip, i might f-ck up the coupe jag’
bro, you a p-ssy, might call you a cool cat
step in the party, the ho’s like “who that?
murder the p-ssy, send it to the gulag
ho’ got depression, shorty, she be too sad
coronavirus, n-gga, better move back
drunk white b-tch, where the f-ck is your shoes at?
b-tch, you a doctor, n-gga, you got two dads
two twin glockys posted up with two mags
you cannot get a feature, bro, you’re too ass
they be like, “chris, chill with your cool ass”
[outro]
godd-mn, i can’t even cap
that n-gga chris is cool as a b-tch
that n-gga, that n-gga’s clearly tee
that n-gga’s clearly tee’d up
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