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letra de presidental service - yxng pistol

i’m with this b-tch, she nervous, sellin’ tweakers them fent perkies
yeah, i’m out here flippin’ turkeys
chrome hearts, i’m lookin’ nerdy
i could take his b-tch for certain, but nah, that hoe dirty
and the clip, it hold ’bout thirty, that boy sweet, he wouldn’t hurt a birdie

–[verse]–
unc got white all in his nosе, he out here sniffin’ blow
cracka said that hе on fire, we made him stop, drop, and roll
dude always complainin’, man, he just like his hoe
and she tryna come f-ck on me
i pass her to my bro
tweaker at my front door talkin’ ’bout, “give me more”
i been smokin’ too much dope, sh-t hurtin’ my throat
i been sellin’ bricks, man, sh-t right off the stove and
i been juggin’ all day and servin’ through backdoors
you don’t want the smoke because my shooters trained to go
yeah, he got a pole, but i know that he won’t blow
he said he gon’ k!ll me, but i know he won’t
he just talkin’, you already know
i got clientele, and they blowin’ up my trap phone
run up on me, you won’t make it back home
he left his b-tch around me, broke her backbone
he said that he real, he just another clone
yeah, we got our sights aimed at his dome
i be fly as h-ll like a f-ckin’ drone
we ain’t sharin’ runtz, we rollin’ big cones
i be high as h-ll, i reached the ozone

–[chorus]–
i’m like easy ethan in this b-tch, i’m steady servin’
he told me just to park the whip, i can’t stop swervin’
i’m in this b-tch with werkinn, made him bleed like he a virgin
and the way that i pulled up, you’d think i got presidential service
i’m with this b-tch, she nervous, sellin’ tweakers them fent perkies
yeah, i’m out here flippin’ turkeys
chrome hearts, i’m lookin’ nerdy
i could take his b-tch for certain, but nah, that hoe dirty
and the clip, it hold ’bout thirty, that boy sweet, he wouldn’t hurt a birdie

–[outro]–
servin thru dem back doors
ca

- yxng pistol

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