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​*67​ (USA)



[Intro: zatru]
Yeah, me and slitted higher than she sky
That is not your b*tch, should've knew that she was for the guys
b*tch heart broken, cut her off, like a piece of pie
Talkin' down on [?] put that beam right up into your eye
(Jewels)

[Verse: zatru]
I could never fall for a motherf*ckin' groupie, b*tch
Got the Glock with the drum, and it look like boobies, b*tch
We cuttin' yo life short, this a skit, not a movie b*tch
We know you ain't on that
Why the f*ck you actin' spooky, b*tch?
Say you got a mac 10?
Well I got a uzi, b*tch
Chillin' with a goth girl, we in a jacuzzi, b*tch
I wanna kill somebody
'Cause I'm feelin' really gloomy, b*tch
Say yo pistol packin', but I bet that you won't shoot me, b*tch

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(I'm sorry)
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[Verse: *67]
n*ggas hella cheesy, bullеts turn you into swiss
I just f*cked your b*tch, she was riding like a ripstick
Makе his body hit flips, like he doin' skate tricks
Pistol, and an all black fit, like The Matrix
And I'm higher than a Tesla
All my ex-b*tches mad, 'cause they know I'm next up
Shawty started tweakin' in my dms, shut the f*ck-uck-
Gucci purse full of diamonds, b*tch I feel like Yung Bruh
And my b*tch bad, like she Kylie f*ckin' Jenner
Me and toattin shootin' sh*t, we is sum f*ckin' sinners
Got the mac 11, I'ma aim it at your face
If you runnin' up, on my mama, I'ma spray
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