Corrección Letra I Ain’t The One par S1 (MostHated)

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Lemme just state one thing (Uhh)
Gotcha
Before you ever put my name in the f**king t**le
How many f**king views you getting lil n***a?
(L-O-L), Unknown

I ain't the one for banta
I ain't the one for jokes
I'll Pyrex swing my ting on the f**kree
I make a f**kboy float
All of the talk on my name is irrelevant
How many times have I slid on my own?
I done crossed off blocks with hands on hips
And I done did it with bro's
I can't beef no f**king faggot
Especially when the c**ts unknown (Uh, pu**y)
How you gon' say mans broke? (How?)
Your brother went jail, started rottin' mans pose
Everything I got I brought, I own
Violate me, I'll be at mans dome
Run man down with this fat rambo
15 inch defo turn man ghost
Uhh, uhh
I revived careers
Brudda you ain't alone (Nope)
Uhh, if you needed help
Den you shoulda just rang my phone
Instead, I gotta tear man to pieces
Just so I can let man know dat I ain't the f**king one, uhh
All of the verbal great till I dish out a wig
Get your rahted bun, uhh-uhh-uhh
Whip out my blade, don't f**kree
So lovely, tell a f**kboy come (Where you goin'?)
Try do it like Paid in Full with the longest tool
But the boy did run, uhh
15 inch get tekky, don't tempt me
Na, I ain't the one, uhh
15 inch get tekky, don't tempt me
Na, I ain't the one, uhh

Violent, love riding, no hiding
And yes bro, it stays on hip
This sh*ts prolific
If he runs off then, f**k it he will get pitched
Vital go viral, no UDN when I ching this prick, uhh

This unknown yute try ring mans manager and dat asking about lyrical battle. You won't tell man you don't play like dat. Throw all these toys out the pram, you feel me? Like come one man, add me some f**king facts man. Where's mans lip piercing? Where's mans eyebrow piercing? And about I'm broke (Mad). Lil n***a, you'll be suprised what money can do man, you feel me? Next time you f**king draw me out man, bring some f**king facts to the table, you understand? Boop-boop

Uh, upfront I'm striking, love gliding
Oh sh*t, I'm immune to this
What you know 'bout doing up toes on the opp block cah bro just crashed dat whip?
So man just run a man down till I'm out of breath
Then feed him my 15 inch
Cah I got murder in my mind like Melly
Don't do running legs and burn lazy
Shh-shh got bored in his face
Sh*t den, bro try turn man Fekky
Back dat kitch' but the ting was bendy
Still left pavements messy
Little bro done ran down LF
Try do the... but the kitchen bruck
I swear did the opps got too much luck, f**k
Either way one of dem boys soon touch, uhh-uhh
But let me get back on topic, stop it
Your a good yute, don't want it
N***a I'm horrid, urrrruh
Why you runnin' in your vids like athletes?
Uhh, you ain't ever crashed on backstreets
I try wet man in front of their family
You ain't ever stepped with ramzy
Let alone grip two hands on a mash
My first cheque from music instant
I put a bag on a wap
How am I beefin' this durag t***? (how?)
Uhh, I can't lie I'm offended
And I know real hitters from the 7th and you ain't one (Nope)
And how you gon' talk 'bout scoring #zero, you ain't got none (D**khead)
How am I beefing a Heath reject? (Are you f**king dumb?)
Like uhh, you f**king dumb?
You f**king dumb?
Further more your my f**king son (Wallad)
As well as the Russian c**t (Wallad)
Are you f**king dumb? (Wallad)
How 'bout this? Go suck on your momma (Suck)
But your better than me
You ain't even top 5 in Heath
Little n***a you, man you'll defo smoke chubba
I am the flame to this f**king cooker (Uh)
And you don't wanna S slide, late night like a f**king hookah
You woke up the devil, now everyones f**ked
I'm ready for war, anyone can get touched
And what you know 'bout scateboard ride
I must admit, you a terrible liar (D**khead)
Hear, lemme fill you a con
So you can make back that fiver
Cah darggie, I ain't the one (No)
Yeahh, yeahh
I ain't the one
N***as know man (Serious)
All that talk on my name is irrelevant (N***as know)
If you f**king @ me, add me with some f**king facts man
And put some respect on the kings name man
N***as know, Mr Most F**king Hated
Are you listening?
Have your weekend shine man
See you monday morning
Urrrruh,Hurrghh
Fumes The Engineer

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