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coatt - midnight كلمات أغنية

[verse]
pistol to ya face, leave ya dead on the curb
three pops to his head, pussy boy never learn
swervin’ in the hearse, lurkin’ with that .45
say one wrong word, lil’ boy, you gon’ die
bury the knife in him, tearin’ his skin
i’m havin’ nightmares of way back then
yeah, you still might pray, it can’t save shit
pullin’ up, glock aimed, it’s got a switch
liquor what i’m sippin’, just listen, i’ll keep it short
ridin’ ‘round town, felonies in the floor
all the lean, i’mma pour till i bleed from my pores
big blunts, i’mma torch, ash them on my porch
in the backseat rollin’, smokin’ and blowin’ o’s
out the window, pistol close and i’m holdin’
the blade in the other hand, he get his throat slit
if he gon’ talk shit, thеn we leave him frozеn

[chorus]
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me
bullets, they hollow tips, leavin’ him bloody
pull it, i shot him, it’s his fault for trustin’ me

- coatt

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