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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoSilent Hill (feat. Kodak Black)
Why oh why oh why oh why you keep fuckin' with me?You gon' make me jump out my skin, believe mePush these niggas off me like "Huh"Push these bitches off me like "Huh"Push these niggas off me like "Huh"Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakesI'm pushin' 'em all off me like "Huh"Pushin' 'em all off me like "Huh" (Yeah)Aha, I be immune to shit (Aha)Tuck in the broom and shit (Aha)They want to assume and shit (Aha)Know you a choke, my assets are closeI hide like thе moon and shit (Aha)Know the results, the ballot is inand I'm about to boom again (Aha)You funny, dawgPeek-A-Boo, can't hidе behind your money, dawgA week or two, I meditate on runnin' lostSwerve, swerve, swerve, shake the currents off, yeahPush these niggas off me like "Huh"Push these bitches off me like "Huh"Push these niggas off me like "Huh"Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakesI'm pushin' 'em all off me like "Huh"Pushin' them all off me like "Huh" (Yeah)Head up, chest outSilence, I'm stressed outShh, be quiet, I'm stressed outStressed out, stressed out, stressedPick my daughter up, she need all the loveI need all the love, I mean all of usIt's like six o'clock, bitch, you talk too muchYou makin' it awkward, loveI mean, it's hard enough, I mean, it's—They don't fuck with me even if they couldPull out the stick, hit a bitch with the woodFirst to park Rolls Royce 'vert in the hoodDon't worry about us over here, we goodThe AP roman numeraleverywhere I go I need pharmaceuticalsI ran my whole conglomerateI was just mappin' shit out in the cubicleSuicide coupe was a funeralTrackhawk launch like a slingshotBig ole ruby diamond on my pinky fingerthat bitch look like a Ring PopMoney on my mind, money on your headCan't rap three times while you comin' through the jetsRed cross, cap a nigga fadeIn the studio with K. Dot fresh out the fedsYeah, you niggas can't stand the rainyou niggas don't stand a chanceYeah, shuffle like candy paint, I spend a band on a BenzI caught a bitch off a Google appI'm the type to kill my shooter weaponI had to survive off a tuna packFive percent tint on the wood, like, Who was that? "Cu Tang caught niggas madBeat the dope with a forkI'm whippin' up Sudafed, I'm doin' scams in the labEvery Thursday, girls, they spendin' time with my daughtermake me go harderEvery Sunday Service, they teach my boy to be a manI ain't have no fatherFell in the love with the blockI ain't have no parkJust a sawed off shotgun MossbergWe stackin' that money up proper, opp with diamondslook like marblesAudemar water, aqua beatin' the block up 'til we spout 'emI don't want your ice, boy, I want your lifebut fuck it, I might still rob 'emPush these niggas off me like "Huh"Push these bitches off me like "Huh"Push these niggas off me like "Huh"Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakesI'm pushin' 'em all off me like "Huh"Pushin' 'em all off me like "Huh" (Yeah)Head up, chest outIt's all laxed, I'm stressed outShh, be quiet, I'm stressed outStressed out, stressed out, stressed out
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