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otf grim rippa - no thinking كلمات أغنية

[intro]
b_tch, i ain’t talkin’, i’m steppin’, no motherf_ckin’ warning
catch him lackin’ on the corner, leave his brains by the morning
i don’t do no cappin’, ho, i’m built for this slaughter
talk sl!ck once, that’s yo last breath, partner

[verse 1]
f_ck a mask, i want the cameras catch the smoke cloud
big stick hangin’, make the opps turn ghost loud
ain’t no peace talk, b_tch, i’m on that rеaper time
drop his body, now the nеws flashin’ “another crime”
whole block know me, i’m that crazy motherf_cker
drum on the ar, sound like thunder when it stutter
p_ssy boy tweet, but he duck when the flash hit
gave his mama front row seats to his casket
f_ck the sirens, i’m laughin’ while i reload
hit his chest twice, now he dancin’ in beast mode
i ain’t scared of no judge, no fed, no snitch
b_tch, i’d rather die than talk to a b_tch
[chorus]
ain’t no thinkin’, b_tch, we slide before the sun blink
glock on my hip, that b_tch sing like a gun link
ain’t no talkin’, b_tch, i’m dumpin’ till the drum stink
f_ck a warning, i’m erasin’ what yo blood ink
ain’t no thinkin’, ho, we spinnin’ till the wheels melt
pop a opp, leave that b_tch cryin’ how the steel felt
ain’t no thinkin’, b_tch, we slide before the sun blink
one shot, now his homie in the trunk shrink

[verse 2]
b_tch, i’m out my mind, i ain’t playin’ with no fake thug
cross me once, i’m pullin’ straps out the gray glove
catch him in traffic, his head kissin’ the dashboard
talk tough online, but in person he asked for it
b_tch, i’m otf, but the “f” stand for “f_ck you”
shooters in the backseat yellin’, “what that luck do?”
ain’t no mercy, ho, my heart froze ten summers
i done made more opps run than track numbers
heard his song, that sh_t weak, i ain’t feel nothin’
told my lil’ bro, grab the pole, we gon’ k!ll somethin’
whole block silent when the black truck slide
catch one in the open, now the grass got dyed

[chorus]
ain’t no thinkin’, b_tch, we slide before the sun blink
glock on my hip, that b_tch sing like a gun link
ain’t no talkin’, b_tch, i’m dumpin’ till the drum stink
f_ck a warning, i’m erasin’ what yo blood ink
ain’t no thinkin’, ho, we spinnin’ till the wheels melt
pop a opp, leave that b_tch cryin’ how the steel felt
ain’t no thinkin’, b_tch, we slide before the sun blink
one shot, now his homie in the trunk shrink
[outro]
ain’t no thinkin’, b_tch, we don’t think twice
we just up poles and roll dice on life
f_ck what they say, i’m the devil in a nike fit
grim rippa, ho, i really live this grimy sh_t

- otf grim rippa

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