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Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late (Ayy, Scheme, you killed it) Yeah, yeah, yeah Mm, mm, mm If they don't let me and my dawgs in, I'm finna stretch somethin' Daywalker shit, all I see is redrum She just popped another Percocet, she tryna neck somethin' Took a shit on every nigga tried to flex on me If they don't let me and my dawgs in, I'm finna stretch somethin' Daywalker shit, all I see is redrum Shе just popped another Percocеt, she tryna neck somethin' Took a shit on every nigga tried to flex on me Say you got them choppers, nigga, what they hittin' for? If you ain't on no Molly, nigga, then what you stickin' for? Smokin' on Biscotti, nigga, while I get Dimmadome Brand-new titties on that chopper, ain't no silicone Right hook, beat the pot, left hook Ran through another brick, I think I'm Westbrook Baking soda, re-rock, fish hook I had to take another route than what the rest took They tellin' me I had a plus-one, I brought the gang with me Letras de cancionesHundred for that quarter, baby, I ain't got no change with me If I tell 'em, "Blitz up," they gon' bring that stain to me I'm in that bitch, blick tucked, fuck is niggas sayin' to me? If they don't let me and my dawgs in, I'm finna stretch somethin' Daywalker shit, all I see is redrum She just popped another Percocet, she tryna neck somethin' Took a shit on every nigga tried to flex on me If they don't let me and my dawgs in, I'm finna stretch somethin' Daywalker shit, all I see is redrum She just popped another Percocet, she tryna neck somethin' Took a shit on every nigga tried to flex on me Need a Cinderella in this Panamera pumpkin Pussy tried to go big and got his growth stunted We hit up they function 'til somethin' stop functionin' And yes, I fucked your BM, since you got all them assumptions Fuck nigga, I hit your BM bare, but I ain't no teddy, fuck nigga Yeah, that Cullinan out the window, I'm 'bout hunchin' and pullin' triggers Stood on all ten toes, pussy, knowin' how it go Js on my feet, Magnums on my meat, thug to the bone I like how your bitch look, depending how shefacin' Ayy, bag on that head 'cause, ho, who you think you facin'? Bitch, hop up out that water, slaughter your daughter like I'm Jason Got up with my opps and brung my stick 'cause I'm not the one to play with, pussy Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late From Letras Mania