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BEATFREAKZ (BEATFREAKZ, BEATFREAKZ) Yeah, heroin Crack cocaine, she want some more (Skeet, skeet, skeet) Murderers Green light, see how the blood just pour No condom, kitty so good, I gotta hit it raw Lamborghini, suicidal doors (Hee, hee, hee, hee) Trappin' out OT, suicidal thoughts (She want some more) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Patek on my wrist, you know there's levels to this You see the bezel in this They wanna smoke, I'm on whatever it is I keep on tellin' them this Call up my bro, he got the metal with him He got the devil in him Trappin' out foreigns, mmm, mm They don't want problems, mmm, mm Famous but still warring mmm, mm They don't want s- Nigga violate, put him on the front page, now his mum gotta get a Gofundme page Up in OT and I'm servin' the fiends, told my mum "I'll be back in a couple of days" Wearin' the same boxers and socks for a couple of days, couple of days All of this stress on my mind, I'm surprised that I don't have a couple of greys Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks Cap, that's cap, that's cap, that's cap, I heard your raps, that's cap, that's cap Letras de cancionesI was like seven or eight odd years in the bando, breathing in secondhand crack I was watching Andy injecting heroin, I think that's what made me tapped (Haha) Ate the pussy good from the back (Haha) MAC 11 sittin' in the bag (Haha) Duct tape, wipe down the sides (Haha), ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Haha) I'm cold so they call me A Ski I don't rap on the beat, I just ski And I'm still on the corner with the fiends PSTD and the codeine Yeah, heroin Crack cocaine, she want some more (Skeet, skeet, skeet) Murderers Green light, see how the blood just pour No condom, kitty so good, I gotta hit it raw Lamborghini, suicidal doors (Hee, hee, hee, hee) Trappin' out OT, suicidal thoughts (She want some more) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Patek on my wrist, you know there's levels to this You see the bezel in this They wanna smoke, I'm on whatever it is I keep on tellin' them this Call up my bro, he got the metal with him He got the devil in him Trappin' out foreigns, mmm, mm They don't want problems, mmm, mm Famous but still warring mmm, mm They don't want smoke Still up in the ends, with the crooks and savs Two nines on your neck, now you look like Adz Rumour has it that you got bricks and things Came to your home, pussy, man heard you're a kitchen king I'm here with the team, don't compare me to him I will never sell my soul, I'ma akh, how you mean? Alhamdulillah, arah ma niraheem Really get money in bundles Them man just gemmin' it Had suttin' in my genes that I got from my uncle But it weren't inherited (Nah) Step out the Wraith, smile on my face, man try pop my eyes Cut a long story short (Short), man nearly lost his life Cadet on my neck, have some respsect Holdin' the set, I go to war if that's what it ten Entrepreneur, did it correct (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, heroin Crack cocaine, she want some more (Skeet, skeet, skeet) Murderers Green light, see how the blood just pour No condom, kitty so good, I gotta hit it raw Lamborghini, suicidal doors (Hee, hee, hee, hee) Trappin' out OT, suicidal thoughts (She want some more) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Patek on my wrist, you know there's levels to this You see the bezel in this They wanna smoke, I'm on whatever it is I keep on tellin' them this Call up my bro, he got the metal with him He got the devil in him Trappin' out foreigns, mmm, mm They don't want problems, mmm, mm Famous but still warring mmm, mm They don't want s- I just spent three thou' on a first date, baby girl, did I spend enough? (Yeah) These bitches, they're calling me crazy but personally I think I'm generous (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [?] my dick in the cinema, they're askin' me "How did I get this far?" (Nah) Made thousands of pounds out the rental car I was dodging the feds in the fattest car Work so hard, we be running from sleep Español, baby girl, say "Si" Losing my mind, I be runnin' off lean One more time, baby girl say "Skeet" Please do not question me, I sip lean for PTSD These demons inside of me, I got demons fightin' me Yeah, heroin Crack cocaine, she want some more (Skeet, skeet, skeet) Murderers Green light, see how the blood just pour No condom, kitty so good, I gotta hit it raw Lamborghini, suicidal doors (Hee, hee, hee, hee) Trappin' out OT, suicidal thoughts (She want some more) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Patek on my wrist, you know there's levels to this You see the bezel in this They wanna smoke, I'm on whatever it is I keep on tellin' them this Call up my bro, he got the metal with him He got the devil in him Trappin' out foreigns, mmm, mm They don't want problems, mmm, mm Famous but still warring mmm, mm They don't want s- From Letras Mania