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pcajay - tron flow كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
hahaha, jerry, what the f_ck?

[chorus: pcajay]
tweet this song, give no f_cks about no d_mn typer
i could give a d_mn about lil’ dora, i’m the top swiper
b_tch, i’m geeked off this perc’ like a nerd, know i’m too hyper
i could sell out all these shows and i don’t need a d_mn flyer
shoutout to them sh_ttyboyz, we gon’ leave you sh_tty, boy
new gun, no h0m_, i’m gon’ have to get to hitting boys
i was down bad as a kid, playing with sh_tty toys
grown man and he ain’t making money? that’s a sh_tty choice

[verse 1: pcajay]
bad b_tch just saw me make a band, now she saying purr
i’ma shoot, that n_gga turned racist, start saying slurs
we just took your b_tch in front of you like, bruh, ain’t you hurt?
i just got a new hidden bin like, bruh, ain’t you heard?
fifteen glock n_ggas hiding in the bush like it’s fortnite
we gon’ k!ll the n_ggas, man, it’s on sight
i ain’t made a band today? n_gga, that’s a poor night
my b_tch finna suck my d_ck today, but i bet yours might
[verse 2: luisss]
yeah, this not a little glock, this a low torch
got a mansion in the hills that look like a port_a_fort
oh, you said you like my drip? yeah, that’s some’ you can’t afford
if orange was the new black, man, i would’ve been an orange
back out that glock and i told them to relax
why you got that gun on you? b_tch, i know you do not need that
feel like slump, i’m a god with the ski mask
with the glock, i go crazy, yeah, i need a rehab
tell this b_tch she need to stay six feet, she got omicron
yeah, we got glocks in the car like i’m megatron
got so many packages, my neighbors think i’m amazon
yeah, took the glock like a airport, this a carry_on
b_tch, she want my jingle bells like mariah carey on
told her, “get out my house and, yeah, just carry on”
yeah, just carry on, like what? (f_ck, i’m stupid, b_tch)

[verse 3: pcajay]
feel like i’m tisa’, f_ck her, then i dip
i got two racks on me, b_tch, i can’t trip (b_tch)
chop’ like it’s beyblade, we gon’ let it rip
he was talking out his mouth, so he got hit in his lip
x, i’m sipping tea inside his hood, this ain’t no lemonade
i just made a rack in sixty seconds, call it minute maid
talking on my gang, so we gon’ have to up the murder rate
i think that y’all n_ggas chumps because y’all really b_tch_made
[bridge: pcajay]
i feel like luisss, the chain a gold medal
these n_ggas know that they not on my level
claim he a demon, send him to the devil
it’s diamonds on my wrists, it’s like they some bezels
i feel like luisss, the chain a gold medal
these n_ggas know that they not on my level
claim he a demon, send him to the devil
it’s diamonds on my wrists, it’s like they some bezels

- pcajay

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