CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Mice & Men
Killing spree
Overkill
Inconceivable
Showstopper
Killing frenzy
Double force
Sharpshooter
Be the bullet
Open season
Buck wild
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Shootin' Glocks and dice, we don't wish on shootin' stars
No chance to take it in yet, she still takin' off her bra
This life a b*t*h, yeah, I got the world in my palms
I stay with bands and your b*t*h just wanna twirl the baton
I can't f**k with n***as 'cause they play the middle
First string draft class and you second fiddles
I crossover with that TEC, I can't double dribble
I'm Mice and Men and you pussies lookin' Stuart Little
You all cap, but she say my cliquе, we do it bigger
My mama must be Africa 'causе she breed real n***as
Old Nat, b*t*h, don't act like you was in that field with us
Don't grab no plate if you ain't tryna split the bill with us
You the type go on a date and split a meal with her
I'm the type to f**k her twice and then won't deal with her
I been the big homie since a lil' n***a
He say he in the field, he just a cheerleader
(pu**y-ass n***a)
Shootin' Glocks and dice, we don't wish on shootin' stars
No chance to take it in yet, she still takin' off her bra
This life a b*t*h, yeah, I got the world in my palms
I stay with bands and your b*t*h just wanna twirl the baton
I can't f**k with n***as 'cause they play the middle
First string draft class and you second fiddles
I crossover with that TEC, I can't double dribble
Overkill
Killing spree
Invincible
Overkill
Inconceivable
Showstopper
Killing frenzy
Double force
Sharpshooter
Be the bullet
Open season
Buck wild
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Shootin' Glocks and dice, we don't wish on shootin' stars
No chance to take it in yet, she still takin' off her bra
This life a b*t*h, yeah, I got the world in my palms
I stay with bands and your b*t*h just wanna twirl the baton
I can't f**k with n***as 'cause they play the middle
First string draft class and you second fiddles
I crossover with that TEC, I can't double dribble
I'm Mice and Men and you pussies lookin' Stuart Little
You all cap, but she say my cliquе, we do it bigger
My mama must be Africa 'causе she breed real n***as
Old Nat, b*t*h, don't act like you was in that field with us
Don't grab no plate if you ain't tryna split the bill with us
You the type go on a date and split a meal with her
I'm the type to f**k her twice and then won't deal with her
I been the big homie since a lil' n***a
He say he in the field, he just a cheerleader
(pu**y-ass n***a)
Shootin' Glocks and dice, we don't wish on shootin' stars
No chance to take it in yet, she still takin' off her bra
This life a b*t*h, yeah, I got the world in my palms
I stay with bands and your b*t*h just wanna twirl the baton
I can't f**k with n***as 'cause they play the middle
First string draft class and you second fiddles
I crossover with that TEC, I can't double dribble
Overkill
Killing spree
Invincible
