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letra de for real (feat. de$tooo) prod. trunkstylez - zanny

[intro]: zanny & de$tooo
zanny what the f-ck man, that is crazy
i heard ya’ll was talkin’ that sh-t
desto this, desto that
man f-ck ’em
i’m back and i ain’t going no where on my momma
and ya’ll ain’t finna stop us on my momma you know what i’m sayin’

[verse 1]: de$tooo
if you want some beef then it’s up let’s get it
say i sound like a kid and i’m not tryna hear it
yo b-tch wanna f-ck ’cause the tag on my denim
now that’s what i call some girlfriend material
between me and you just know that i’m k!lling you
i walk with sum sh-t that would probably get rid of you
i got the juice like my lemonade lyrical
spent a ton on this gun i’m not tryna get physical
now i see all of y’all n-ggas was hating
i’m one of the hardest it ain’t no debating
’cause i know how to slide on a beat like i’m skating
say i’m dropping a tape got the whole hood waiting
yeah i run up the digits i’m stacking these dollars and commas
yeah you do the math like a asian
yeah i sound like a kid ’cause i swim in her fountain of youth
so i’m prolly never aging
[verse 2]: de$tooo
and you talking that sh-t on the net but you see me in person
tell me what you really gon’ do
and you throwing that shade but i’m catching that play like a kick off
i take it and run it right through
yeah i ride with some n-ggas that come to yo block boy
and show you who really gon’ shoot
and please stop pretending to be who you not boy
i swear it’s ok to be you
see i did this sh-t on the net for a show
them n-ggas do not want no smoke
my shooter was ready to go
riding down yo block only if i say so
but i told them n-ggas let it go (uh huh)
i told ’em to keep laying low (okay)
they been thirsty to go up the score (okay)
another false move (okay)
is a another case closed
uh

[hook]: zanny
yeah i don’t even shoot for real but i got shooters that gon’ shoot for real (shoot what)
talkin’ out your neck you better sit down and just chill (uh huh)
rso we steppin’ big soulja all these rats we k!ll (yes)
i’m a soulja baby i don’t care what you rep for real
i don’t want her or her wait sec girl come here
i think that’s her f-ckin’ bestie ’cause she lookin’ like a meal
n-ggas thinkin’ they so scary it ain’t no one that i fear (i don’t)
claimin’ you a day 1 but you ain’t askin’ how i feel (yeah)
[verse 3]: zanny
okay okay like boy you think i’m done (done)
lil n-gga my son (my what)
she gave me brain that sh-t left her kinda dumb now
rappin’ ain’t for fun now (it’s not)
you could be at the top and i could still knock your ass like straight to the ground
he said he want beef lets get it (lets get it)
i be rockin’ g fazo’s i wear it (uh huh)
life ain’t easy i heard the bag call me came and get it (what)
lil n-gga keep claimin’ he with it (he what)
tell me why he always be b-tchin’ (okay)
by the end of the i made a k and all you did was spend it (okay, okay)

[verse 4]: zanny
lil boy you dumb, dumb (dumb)
i’m just gon’ rock, rock
i’m a f-cking star yeah (what)
i ain’t give no f-ck yeah
headed to the top, top (top)
no i can’t stop, stop
you lil n-ggas mad as h-ll (uh huh)
’cause i’m gon’ pop off (oh my)

- zanny

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