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2prf - slit throat (prod. quín) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
go, yeah, go yeah, go yeah, go yeah, go yeah, go yeah, go yeah, go

[hook]
slit your throat, close yo eyelids
b_tch i’m in here with my mothaf_ckin’ side chick
thirty in a week, smoke exotic, yeah the finest
i don’t give a f_ck bout these p_ssies they be lyin’
ridin’ round windows tinted and i’m in the city
put those lies on me, i’ma hit you wit the fifty
all i want is f_ckin bands, never text me that you miss me
never once will a stupid groupie ever get my pity

[verse]
put a k on my rifle
don’t make a sound i’ma make your ass stifle
i_i’m the reaper, b_tch i’ll win in that knife fight
i’ll knock your t__th out if you ain’t gon act right
i f_ck your b_tch post that sh_t online
hundred bands in a month did that sh_t on the side
yeah i’m smoking dope and i get h_lla fried
and his b_tch dropped the dot so you know we gon’ slide

[verse 2]
text me i ain’t gon’ respond cause i been going up
b_b_tches on d_ck i got too many sl_ts
put my d_ck in her mouth she gon’ slob on my nuts
‘nother hoe text me and say she wanna f_ck
and my brother with me so we tag team that sl_t
then we pour up a 4, i’m like “get me a cup”
got a 3.5, yeah i’m rolling one up
i don’t learn i’m the teacher, hundred bands for a feature
i f_ck on yo’ b_tch then i block and delete her
i just want sum neck yeah that hoe is a eater
i’m sippin’ on drank i pour up a whole liter
she beg for the d_ck yeah i have to go feed her
eyes red cause you know i been smoking on reefer
i go pop a perc cause you know i’m a geeker
she don’t suck my d_ck then i have to go leave her
hit him with the .40 you know i’m gon’ bleed ’em
if he talk on me i’ll make god come and meet ’em
glock clip is extended yeah it’s a whole meter
i hit up the plug cause i really been feinin’
broke boys steal the swag yeah they really be leechin’
i been number 1 you ain’t part of my legion
i came with the mob, that’s my crew we be leadin’
ay shout out to poodle he started our season
and shout out to quín, yeah he made this lil’ beat man
and we rock this sh_t ain’t no stoppin’ no “the end”
and i dove right in yeah i jumped in the deep end
and i’m going crazy like when will this verse end?
i don’t even know cause on this sh_t i’m slidin’
lemme wrap this sh_t up go right back to the pilot
[hook]
slit your throat, close yo eyelids
b_tch i’m in here with my mothaf_cking side chick
thirty in a week, smoke exotic, yeah the finest
i don’t give a f_ck bout these p_ssies they be lyin
ridin’ round windows tinted and i’m in the city
put those lies on me i’ma hit you wit the fifty
all i want is f_ckin bands, never text me that you miss me
never once will a stupid groupie ever get my pity

- 2prf

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