paroles de chanson Deadshot! - sawgut

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Yuh, yuh
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Bad bitch all up on my dick, yuh
I'm runnin' 'round yo' city, black tint up on my whip
Finna smack him with my K, and if that fuckboy talkin' shit
That boy madder than a hatter 'cause he know I never miss
Like I'm Deadshot

F-f-fuckboy talk dumb, get his head shot
26 rounds to his chest, that's a dead opp
Big chop chillin' in the back 'cause we sped off
Bully that faggot up, put that bitch boy in a headlock

K-k-keep on talkin', lil' boy, you's a opp now
Hollow tips flyin' to yo' dome, they don't stop now
Audi A8 rims, goin' spinnin' through yo' block now
Pull up to yo' crib, you stayin' in like it's a lockdown
Bad-bad-bad lil' bitch, 5'2", she from Moscow
She gon' suck me up, then I'm comin' to get you stomped out

Cruisin' down yo' block in a Wraith bumpin', fuck, now
Walkin'-walkin' on yo' door, finna let my shit thump now

Yeah, I'm runnin' through yo' block, shakin' ass like a prostitute
No, I am not fightin' with my fists, I'm on his block to shoot
Got my trust issues heavy, don't know if they really rock wit' you
Is you-is you with a wire? Never know if they be on to you

I never stay alone when I'm outside, I'm always tending
Rockin'-rockin' Rick Owens, know I mix it with the Fendi
Goopy-goopy bitch's ass gettin' smacked if she sexy
Bro thought we was coolin', he got slapped when he met me

Yuh, bitch, you are a brokie, I never lack
Never messy, no, no, I cannot fuck wit' him, he a rat like he Remy
Bitch, I always be keepin' my shit a stack, I ain't friendly
Bitch, it gon' be hurtful, I always stay with a MAC like my bestie

Yuh, I'm a real young player, I ain't even in my prime now
Gucci shades always on my face, keep my eyes down
Catch me in the mall with my posse, we all iced out
If I see that opp broad day, then the pipe out

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Bad-bad-bad bitch all up on my dick, uh
Runnin' 'round yo' city, black tint up on my whip, uh
Finna smack him with my K, and if that fuckboy talkin' shit
That boy madder than a hatter 'cause he know I never miss
Like I'm Deadshot

Fuckboy talk dumb, get his head shot
26 rounds to his chest, that's a dead opp
Big chop chillin' in the back 'cause we sped off
I'ma bully that faggot up, put that bitch boy in a headlock

Keep on talkin', lil' boy, you's a opp now
Hollow tips flyin' to yo' dome, they don't stop now
Audi A8 rims, goin' spinnin' through yo' block now
Pull up to yo' crib, you stayin' in like it's a lockdown