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AV with that drip, ho Ayy, like what the fuck? Motherfucker got a bullet through his lungs Keep a clutch, I pop a hollow and serve it to his gut Shawty fuck, I'm in the function, don't mean to interrupt I got money that move it like groupies, I can't get enough I got a steel heater, pop a blue demon, in a two seater Cool beamer, watch this two beat him When he move wierd, I move deeper Why he move different? Gotta cool ruger He a bitch, he a school teacher, I'm the school shooter Ayy, sit down, I'm boutta teach a fucking lesson Motherfuckers acting crazy, guess I gotta keep 'em guessing? Just a bunch of fucking clowns (Haha) One bat to the head, who the fuck is laughing now? You wanna step to me? I'll let it end for free I got a lotta fucking demons, I'm the centerpiece Hell is meant for me, go 'head and bend your knees Take a swing, bitch, this'll be your ending scene I'll break your motherfucking face When I feel the bass, I cut like razor fucking blade, I put 'em in a grave Run away 'cause a pussy motherfucka' never wanna be the one to face The entity sending the fuckers well beneath to a sunken place I know you know my name (Fuck you) Pull up on a motherfucker, get out the whip, I gotta let shit rip Letras de cancionesFuck another one, I gotta do it alone, I really gotta be the one to make a name done stick So bitch, don't even try to save me 'Cause I'm too far in the abyss, I stay fucking decaying, don't play me Ayy, like what the fuck? Motherfucker got a bullet through his lungs Keep a clutch, I pop a hollow and serve it to his gut Shawty fuck, I'm in the function, don't mean to interrupt I got money that move it like groupies, I can't get enough I got a steel heater, pop a blue demon, in a two seater Cool beamer, watch this two beat him When he move wierd, I move deeper Why he move different? Gotta cool ruger He a bitch, he a school teacher, I'm the school shooter I need a motherfucking break Bitch, what the fuck do you want? Bullet to ya' dome Got a fuckin' bag, now I'm creepin' out the catacombs Bitch, what the fuck you talking? I'ma bring the MAC from home Yo' bitch, she wanna fuck on me and her friend, she wanna tag along You know I'm needin' my profit, you pussies speakin' like prophets So fuckin' back up and stop it, I spin yo' jaw like a sprocket, I'm poppin' I got my racks up like nothing, she want my dick in her stomach Got .40 rounds in this clip and, got forty bands in the function, like what the fuck? From Letras Mania