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caskey - bullet with your name on it كلمات أغنية

[intro: gangsta pat & caskey]
i got a—
i got a—
i got a—
i got a—
i got a bullet with yo’ name on the f_ckin’ tip
i got a bullet with yo’ name on the f_ckin’ tip
i got a bullet with yo’ name on the f_ckin’ tip
i got a bullet with yo’ name on the f_ckin’ tip
ayy

[verse 1: caskey]
none my homies goin’ broke ’cause bein’ down bad, can’t bear to see it
he was poppin’ politics, i turned him to a paraplegic
had these pistols paintin’ pentagrams, he popped a percocet
if i pop this pistol one more time, it’s gon’ disperse the chest
paper trail, they was prayin’ i fall off, it ain’t prevail
man, the pavement on this road i made donе made its way to h_ll
i take paypal, rolls of pеnnies, then go pay the bail
you can’t play, pal, eyeball the work, they thought i hate the scale
play with pimp, play with pablo, i paint the walls all red
man, he bled so much, they thought he took a paintball to the head
police pulled me over, paparazzi, i don’t talk to feds
rather go to jail than ever take that paperwork to bed
presidential rolex, fly to the pacific coast
he take paink!llers just to cope ’cause you can’t k!ll a ghost
we do drop_offs at the spot, then we pick up at the post
i could pick apart his game and pin him up against the ropes
word to my palm reader, i was destined for this paper
poorer in my past life, i guess god respond to prayers
you could hate the game and how it’s played, but you can’t hate the player
at the playoffs on the bench, you not a partic_p_tor, ayy, p_ssy
[verse 2: dee boi]
i just jumped off the plane, i’m right back in the game
i cartier my frames, but my hoe ain’t got no name
a bad pretty thing, she like tuci and cocaine
i’m just sittin’ at this table eating sushi and lo mein
with chopsticks, i pop sh_t, karate chop, drop kick
heavy metal rock sh_t, lean wit’ it, rock, b_tch
well seasoned like dan_o’s, weed stronger than thanos
loadin’ up all my ammo, no tenors, we are sopranos
my life look like a mafia fl!ck
i only f_ck with made men, you know, that mafia sh_t
and really all we ask is trust, so don’t cross me and sh_t
or they gon’ have you playin’ cards with jimmy hoffa and sh_t
you know, sleepin’ with the fishes, i’m sleepin’ with my mistress
she crushin’ percocets, leavin’ dust all on the dishes
a couple dogs with me, and all of ’em vicious
a genie with a beanie, pull up and get yo’ wishes, d_mn

[bridge: cl!cklak]
you know how we comin’
ayy, pop it, don’t stop it
we want all the money
ayy, pop it, don’t stop it
we ain’t got a option
ayy, pop it, don’t stop it (ayy)
pop it, don’t stop it
pop it, don’t stop it
[verse 3: caskey]
poppin’, we don’t smoke the mid, we smoke the top end
pullin’ strings, playin’ with my drum, that’s how we rockin’
get your numbers up, you called my phone, so what you coppin’?
get your numbers up, you called my phone, so what you coppin’?

[outro: dee boi]
you know what i’m sayin’?
this me and black sheep in a black jeep

- caskey

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