Corrección Letra Drowning In A Drought par Chetta

Featuring(s) : Trap $ensei

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Letra

Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Just let me breath hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Let me breath, hoe
Just let me breath hoe
b*t*h give me my pills, and my drank
What the f**k do you think
That i quit? that i changed?
Switching up, switching lanes
Switch blade to your brain, take this kush to my face
Feeling sane, live deranged, feel like jhonny cage
f**k a deal, im still payed
f**king on a peel, f**k for some days
f**king off laced,  so stuck in my waves
f**k it im straight, never need you anyways
Feeling like jugg, if you wanna catch a case
Bullets like phones, they can go both ways
I wanna hear you moan, put the tone to your face
Real hot boy, like a ruth cris plate
f**k it im hungry and you looking like a steak
f**k it im horny and you b*t*h wanna play
f**k it im tony in this b*t*h with a okaaay
f**k what you gotta say, smoke another pound
Blow this gas to my face
Pour another case, just drop another eight
All i do is live, all they do is hate
You are not in the field, we are  home playing
Oh you mad cuz we pulling with the pew pew
Oh you mad that we drowning in a drought now?
Stay round you can catch me ten toes down
Stay down you can get hit with the four pounds
I be on the same sh*t they be talking about
They be on some other sh*t, they dont come around
Calm down, i ain't one to be played around
Lay it down, leave him six feet to the ground yuh
Acid under my tounge when im talk to you
I got Acid under my tounge when im talk to you
I dont wanna smoke with you
I dont f**k with you
Oh thats you whole squad with you
They better duck with you
This the type of sh*t that make you lose your religion
f**k it the religion, i dont wear true religion
That sh*t is for the birds i dont feast for the pidgeons
Im shooting to the birds and you hoes are competing
Im ahead of my time like i am trinity shining
Like you dont understand my mind, sensei you trippin
Got tabs of the L, f**k you mean im winning
You can catch that L, if you think im cleaning
Told you this coming, it was already writting
But they ain't see this coming curve boss
Im fishing, since i do the cooking
Gucci do the dishes, can't nobody, nobody f**k with  my kitchen
You looking like a lick that has been doing for a licking
This rappers ain't sh*t, but the sh*t that they spittin
You can get smoke like this dope that i am hitting
If you reach to my blade you know that im splitting (Hah?!)
Oh you mad cuz we pulling with the pew pew
Oh you mad that we drowning in a drought now?
Stay round you can catch me ten toes down
Stay down you can get hit with the four pounds
I be on the same sh*t they be talking about
They be on some other sh*t, they dont come around
Calm down, i ain't one to be played around
Lay it down, leave him six feet to the ground yuh

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