conjure - beatdown كلمات الأغنية

hit him in the chest he in cardiac arrest

i can’t f_ck wit u b_tch yeah i know thats why ur pressed

i got 24 rounds glock hidden in my vest

yeah i cannot think straight cuz im smokin on that gas

yea im smokin on that pack

b_tch im in da f_ckin streets all i ever do is trap

yo b_tch saw my f_ckin belt now she sittin on my lap

yeah that blunt is f_cking gas ya dat sh_t made me collapse

i dont gotta talk sh_t just pull up n u get slapped

he a junkie off the percs he tryin not to relapse

put a tag on his toe ya that boy got f_ckin trapped

yea i know where u stay p_ssy boy u on the map

glock 17 we gon leave that boy handicapped
put his body in a mf bag thats a wrap

yeah i pull up w a scythe to his face ima hack

talkin sh_t up on a keyboard gon have ur ass attacked

pull up on him ima take out his organs i extract

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