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wendigo – iced out drop top كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: valee & cxrpse]
i get neck in the wind when the top is dropped
it get really windy when the top is dropped
pull up on you like the block is hot
had to take it easy, these flip flops just got
it get really windy when the tops is dropped, yeah
it get really windy when she get topless now
i just did some donuts in the dunkin donuts parking lot
then i had to speed off, i watched the cops
plane jane, rollie blue, this will stick to me like glue
b_tch was actin’ funny, i got rubber bands on floatiе
b_tches keep flat tummy [?] probably
can’t find nothin’ to be mad about, i left with thе fn out (yeah)
can’t find nothin’ to be stressed about, new [?] when the tec is out (i’m ’bout to gas this sh_t, yeah)
[?]

[verse 2: cxrpse]
came in this b_tch strapped with an ak
unemployed, but paid like payday
see a p_ssy n_gga, get ’em shut down, mayday
we ain’t at the range, so i’m finna spray, ayy
i hit a target and i’m ’bout to let it rip
i got unlimited rounds in this .40 clip
i pick up the shotty, i kick down the door and dip
and if he an opp, he get buried in f_ckin’ bricks
told you spider gang a corporation
tell a white b_tch i want my reparation
like a terrorist, i’m in the f_ckin’ station
keep three guns, n_gga, f_ck fadin’
if you wanna f_ck it, i’ma let that sh_t blast
f_ck all that internet sh_t, i want cash
we not finna talk unless you got a rack
put that n_gga [?] flat on his back
[verse 3: bruhmanegod]
[?] overdose
[?] by the boat load
i tried to box, but he is a no show
i kept the [?] to the speed of a slowpoke
i’m in the function, i’m f_ckin’ a sober ho’
why you playin’ where you ain’t supposed to go?
i’m at the show ’cause of sensory overload
rackin’ that sh_t, miscontrollin’ both the codes
f_ckin’ that ho’ [?] bruce lee
you want a problem with spider? come shoot me
nine mill mansion [?] in gun town
f_ckin’ an old ass b_tch ’til she come ’bout
overdramatic, your life is a movie
[?] it’s a rupee
thinkin’ you hard, but you’re soft like a sunflower
made a close cut, now i’m lookin’ like rush hour

[bridge: eddison]
uh, uh (yeah, yeah)
uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
uh, uh (let’s go)
uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah, yeah)

[verse 4: eddison]
[?] (uh)
i f_ck that b_tch, she a rate (i f_ck that b_tch)
b_tch, i jump off with no paint
i just walk in this b_tch, i’m smokin’ on stank (yeah, yeah)
i got this dope in my lap
i’m f_ckin’ that b_tch from the back
and then drop a blast
these n_ggas is [?]
i’m ready to go in the plaque with no mask
and these n_ggas so p_ssy, i shoot at they ass
then a pop on a record and i motherf_ckin’ dab
i just wanna get high, i don’t wanna rap
this choppa is bi, it shoot at your mama
and these n_ggas so p_ssy, they don’t want no problems
i just spit at these n_ggas with all of my mouth
i just p_ss on these n_ggas with all of my commas
i just f_ck on these b_tches with all of my gang
and these n_ggas be broke ’cause they doin’ the same thing
i just walked in this b_tch and i’m sparkin’ on everything
i just walked in this b_tch and i’m shootin’ up everything
i’m smokin’ this dope, it feel like i can air bend
these p_ssy ass n_ggas, some sh_t that i can’t stand
ooh, ooh, breakin’ that ho’ on her back, i pop up
i pull up, i make ’em bl__dy
i got the dope in the blunt
i got a bird, that sh_t the size of my buzz
and i pull on her hair like a brush
these n_ggas be cap, how did i already won?
i guess shootin’ this sh_t up just wasn’t enough
[verse 5: 83hades]
when there’s danger, just bring them glocks out
i’m finna pop now
i’m on top now
finna bring a mop, i’m mr. shut your block down
not enough gun sounds right next to playgrounds
now that i’m up, i don’t play now
have your b_tch just lay down
her p_ssy hurt when i slay it
pole in my hand, i’ma bang it
watch what you claimin’
i’m in the field, i get dangerous
i’m in the field, b_tches already know what i’m slayin’
out the window i start sparyin’
you don’t gotta talk, i already know why you hatin’
these b_tches be basic, i hate it
my life contemplated
these pigs i be turnin’ to bacon
the bullets is grazin’ his top, why he had to start cavin’
i’m paintin’ the picture with blood, no [?]

[verse 6: lil darkie]
(hahaha, yeah, yeah)
p_ssy we poppin’ out
i got a pocket rocket missile launcher pistol with the magazine poppin’ out
i bought a mansion the size of my high school, n_gga, and i just might buy too, uh
i’ll put a hole in your house with my camry and turn a drive by to a drive_thru, uh
i got a drum on the gun, it go dun_dun_dun_dun and it arrive in your mind too
when i pull out the p90 ’cause n_ggas behind me they tryna find me
they might get they iron, it [?] tryin’ to light me up
n_gga, you likely to die, we up
if it’s me gettin’ some money, then sign me up
your b_tch is suckin’ my d_ck, she gon’ dry me up
[outro: lil darkie]
dry_ dry me up
dry_ dry me
if i gave you all my money, you would sh_t your pants

- wendigo

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