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Letra : Tear Gas

F**k these n***as talking 'bout?
Talking 'bout I don't do this sh*t for real
N***a got me?f**ked?up
Look

Told her when?we first met, this a short-term?relationship
If you don't wanna die no time soon then don't?make?a?diss
Built a fake?website that look?just like Make-A-Wish
So every time somebody donate, it go to me, you b*t*h
Ain't [?] when we talk about it private
Feds ask bro for statement, all he gave them was some silence
Red and white chain reactions, they remind me of some sirens
Yo sauce burnt out, now you tryna see who hiring

I regret to fill out a job application
I just punched six jacks, I am not exaggerating
Cuff who? B*t*h, you got a lot imagination
Amiris got the army print, I can't shop salvation
Huh, and if the clerk cool then I'm sliding for it
I'm in Cali tripping, dunking on the finest foreigns
I got 'em sick that I'm balling, Michael Jordan
Turn dawg to a fossil, I'ma dinosaur him
Dawg, the stick jam, Dee beat his a**
TLC on a opp, I'ma creep with mask
Posted my location on the 'Gram, I'm deep in bag
Almost beat the f**k out this producer, his beat was a**
Had yo b*t*h wipe my a**, I'm a real sh*tter
If my d**k ain't touching throat, I can't chill with her
Throwing tear gas at the opps, I'm the real Hitler
Bro just blew a hole in dawg, he the real Lillard

I just got a new strap to shoot at the opps
Told that b*t*h she couldn't cuff me if she was a cop
You can lose my number if you ain't throwing top
N***as hating, they wanna see SB flop
Sh*ttyBoy, I need to walk around with a plumber
You fighting demons? Oh, boohoo, what a bummer
Feel like Meek Mill, I'm finna ball for a hundred summers
I been busting a** and I ain't working on no jumper

Took her money and ran faster than the Flash
Why the hell I just seen my mama SSN on Joker's Stash?
Saw my b*t*h in Fila kicks, almost choked her a**
And if my uncle steal my sauce, I'ma blow his a**
And I'ma blow whoever come to pick him up
I ain't here for nothing, b*t*h, is you sucking d**k or what?
Go and bend it over, baby, let me touch yo b***
Who you bank with? I can get you out that hut
Let me f**k you with this or I'ma [?] to BabyTron
I ain't got a kid but I got a baby .9

Mm-hmm, she on my d**k, boy, yo baby lying
She got the big head, Megamind

Huh, b*t*h got the super head, Ms. Incredible
Catch up, Mustard Man, still ahead of you
You better beat yo b*t*h a**, she's real accessible
Glock got knock out power, it'll Tekken you
In my black tech, sending shots like I'm Robin Hood
Heard yo last song, it was not so good
F**king on yo b*t*h while you smoking, don't drop the 'Wood
Finna pop this lil' b*t*h then go pop a jugg

Took her out of Champion and I put her in Chanel
Keep sipping that green, you f**k around, become Cell
When I hear yo song, I hear blah-blah-blah-blah
Got the addy to yo crib and you heard