AÚTÒ PÎLÕT (feat. PUNCH RACKZZ)
Dell Da Menace
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When that chopper hit me, niggas ducked they head Tried to run away from the switch, but he got tethered all in her leg My nigga slide her hair a day, she get cold, I ain't talkin' slick I'm like, how you cuffin' on that bitch, I'm always in her bed I fought her once, now she can't leave me alone, I left the ass on read She got sticks and drums, no Taliban, this bitch ain't see my biggest fan This a switch, I'm bad, my brain depend, bro here for a trap, I'm CPN I'm way in cool, you ain't my kin, you ain't sly, you ain't my friend You just gotta hit me though, and shit, I'm speakin' all in fact Shit, I'm speakin' all in fact, shit, I'm smokin' all in thrash She think it's hell, I beat her back, bitch, how to run, I'll pull a track Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, bitch, come here Don't know why you runnin' her car, I ain't back My young nigga reckless, don't know how to act Don't work for Liz, we catchin' hacks My bitch can't battle, the ass so fat 300 black, make a nigga get back She say, please, babe, can you come home I don't even know where I'm at Hit in the pot, woke up in the trap We get shit done on 10 for 10 Front line shit, no bad to back My hit from the back, I ain't eatin' yo killers S-R-T, it's a real deal cat Don't do no cappin', this shit be fact We get the peas in, we gon' whack Just talk my shit, I don't know how to rap Just block my blick, I don't know how to scrap Just saw my dick, you better not talk She wanna rap, that bitch gon' walk That bitch on this, keep on stalkin I can't talk, that bitch ain't honest Spot my man, let's get shit poppin Get shit done, don't do no talkin Got a potty mouth, I pop it He thought it was sweet, but ain't blowin' in the ear If a nigga disrespect me, no, I'll make him disappear All this high season, bro, just made him disappear like a deer I been sippin', walkin' trips, goofy nigga, I don't sip no beer Ha, ha, I'm like, bitch, so what it is Said this bitch be eatin' me good, so no, I can't have no kids This is boutique, put this shit together just like a wig I got green shit on him, nah, nah, he talkin' sick Nigga, be dick eaten, need to start yo own wave beat a nigga with this Glock, hell nah, he ain't no slave I just dumped a hundred fries, I'm like, f*ck, I'm gettin' paid She like she love to f*ck me, but I love to f*ck her face S.r.T., bitch, you know I did the dash Ha, ha, I was in his crib while he sleep I put this Glock up on a nigga and they call that repeat I been off that drink again, I fell asleep If he talk tough on her now, I'ma take his teeth aH, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..
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Written by: DELL MENACE, PUNCHIN RACKZZ
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