CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Fatality
Sh*ttyBoyz
Good punch from LA, call it "Rajon"
Bro'll chase you down on that block like he?Bron?Bron
Site too fire,?you can't get what BabyTron on
Run?up on me? I'ma leave that n***a shaking like a?pom-pom
Stupid-a**?opps?tryna munch then?they dead
Glock so?athletic, let it dunk on yo head
D**k too long, had her jumping off the bed
F**k using cash, I'd rather punch, go and ask the fed
F**king up a New York strip, f**k a T-bone
Pu**y too wet, this b*t*h squirting on my Vlone
Twenty-seven hundred, just cashed out on three phones
Dead stock Yeezys, you'll probably cash 'em pre-owned
Sent my b*t*h in the store off a good debit
Your bro shooting? You gon' probably need a good medic
Pray to God that I meet a dumba** with good credit
Punch here and slide there, boy, I got a jugg fetish
B*t*h, I'm all on my cheese like a dentist be
Jimmy step in Christians like he had an administry
I just want the credit, give a f**k 'bout yo ident**y
Ham said the scam was a scam, she offending me
Man, just go get the phones then go leave
Bro say it's f**k you then you my enemy
Just got blew in the whip, feel like Kennedy
Sh*ttyBoyz broke? B*t*h, you f**ked up mentally
Boy ain't seeing cheese like he lactose
Oh, that's yo b*t*h? Better lock up that back door
F**ked off the name, what the f**k I gotta cap for?
Feel like Pillsbury, got more rolls than a fat ho
Jumped in the deep end, b*t*h, I'm Ha**elhoff
Bro said he got the torched tucked, he won't pa** it off
He on tip, don't make them boys go and grab the chalk
20/20 vision and she still blew my gla**es off
Spin-a-Roonie on a b*t*h, feel like Booker T
Seven hundred for the shoes, ain't no [?]
You took yo pops' whip then you took the keys
How you gon' slide on us when yo tank pushing E?
Feel like Ella Mae, b*t*h, I'm tripping in these Big B's
Feel like Undertaker with these punches, that's a big streak
Lil' b*t*h blew the whole d**k, she a big freak
Ten phones on me, riding 'round, feel like Big Meech
Sh*ttyBoyz on top, ain't no topping it
In a zone when we locked in, ain't no stopping it
N***as want a page in the book, they [?]
Yo b*t*h a head coach, call her "Head Popovich"
Let it be a play on the floor then I'm mopping it
If the jugg hit one time, I'm re-rocking it
Freak lil' white b*t*h in love with chocolate
If you ain't sucking on the d**k, stop hopping it
Oh, he charged up? Watch me give him low battery
I was broke as f**k then I made a whole strategy
Groupie hoes choosing, got my main b*t*h mad at me
Hit him dead in his sh*t, that's a fatality
Shooter lift you up, give a f**k about the gravity
Chose off the name, now I'm all in her anatomy
.9 work you out, knocking off a n***a calories
Can teach you how to jugg, take a cla** at the academy
Damn, b*t*h, we was talking wet and it's seven hundred on our feet so we talking wet
Damn, who is this?
That's another jugg, I gotta go
Man, I'ma leave the sh*t talking to my n***a BabyTron
N***as know I don't say too much
But, ayy
Sh*ttyBoyz
Good punch from LA, call it "Rajon"
Bro'll chase you down on that block like he?Bron?Bron
Site too fire,?you can't get what BabyTron on
Run?up on me? I'ma leave that n***a shaking like a?pom-pom
Stupid-a**?opps?tryna munch then?they dead
Glock so?athletic, let it dunk on yo head
D**k too long, had her jumping off the bed
F**k using cash, I'd rather punch, go and ask the fed
F**king up a New York strip, f**k a T-bone
Pu**y too wet, this b*t*h squirting on my Vlone
Twenty-seven hundred, just cashed out on three phones
Dead stock Yeezys, you'll probably cash 'em pre-owned
Sent my b*t*h in the store off a good debit
Your bro shooting? You gon' probably need a good medic
Pray to God that I meet a dumba** with good credit
Punch here and slide there, boy, I got a jugg fetish
B*t*h, I'm all on my cheese like a dentist be
Jimmy step in Christians like he had an administry
I just want the credit, give a f**k 'bout yo ident**y
Ham said the scam was a scam, she offending me
Man, just go get the phones then go leave
Bro say it's f**k you then you my enemy
Just got blew in the whip, feel like Kennedy
Sh*ttyBoyz broke? B*t*h, you f**ked up mentally
Boy ain't seeing cheese like he lactose
Oh, that's yo b*t*h? Better lock up that back door
F**ked off the name, what the f**k I gotta cap for?
Feel like Pillsbury, got more rolls than a fat ho
Jumped in the deep end, b*t*h, I'm Ha**elhoff
Bro said he got the torched tucked, he won't pa** it off
He on tip, don't make them boys go and grab the chalk
20/20 vision and she still blew my gla**es off
Spin-a-Roonie on a b*t*h, feel like Booker T
Seven hundred for the shoes, ain't no [?]
You took yo pops' whip then you took the keys
How you gon' slide on us when yo tank pushing E?
Feel like Ella Mae, b*t*h, I'm tripping in these Big B's
Feel like Undertaker with these punches, that's a big streak
Lil' b*t*h blew the whole d**k, she a big freak
Ten phones on me, riding 'round, feel like Big Meech
Sh*ttyBoyz on top, ain't no topping it
In a zone when we locked in, ain't no stopping it
N***as want a page in the book, they [?]
Yo b*t*h a head coach, call her "Head Popovich"
Let it be a play on the floor then I'm mopping it
If the jugg hit one time, I'm re-rocking it
Freak lil' white b*t*h in love with chocolate
If you ain't sucking on the d**k, stop hopping it
Oh, he charged up? Watch me give him low battery
I was broke as f**k then I made a whole strategy
Groupie hoes choosing, got my main b*t*h mad at me
Hit him dead in his sh*t, that's a fatality
Shooter lift you up, give a f**k about the gravity
Chose off the name, now I'm all in her anatomy
.9 work you out, knocking off a n***a calories
Can teach you how to jugg, take a cla** at the academy
Damn, b*t*h, we was talking wet and it's seven hundred on our feet so we talking wet
Damn, who is this?
That's another jugg, I gotta go
Man, I'ma leave the sh*t talking to my n***a BabyTron
N***as know I don't say too much
But, ayy
Sh*ttyBoyz
