left 4 dead - ayerp lyrics
[intro]
(circus)
i need to flip the henny or the d’usse
i need to flip the henny or the d’usse
yeah, she said she wan’ break up i said ”me too”
yeah, i can’t leave out the house without my tool
i do not play ’bout bread, b*tch i’m a—
i’m creepin’ with them sticks, tryna catch a hat, tryna let em’ loose
we practicing these raids, i aim for heads, i’m with my crew
i’m stopping on his head, i got some red up on my shoes
[chorus]
we leaving that boy left for dead, i’m swinging this drac’ like it was a pool stick
my lil brother 13 and he up 3 hats, he really tryna shoot sh*t
i hop out the all black splat with an all black mask, i’m rеally tryna do sh*t
we beat up the block so fast, wе do it so fast, they thinking like “who hit?”
i’m counting a whole lotta cash
my b*tch got stupid ass
he run up, he get grabbed
they throw him in the back
he f*ck around, get smacked
i’m outside with the slatts
i’m slimey as a b*tch
i’m slimey as it gets
[verse 2]
we kicking down that backdoor, we gon’ let out 5.56
that bi’ called me an assh0l*, i ain’t throwing in no rick
she said she want some money, $1.50 all she get
im sick right to my stomach, why these n*ggas take my b*tch?
throw back a couple acid pills, i’m tryna take a trip
i might just do some adderall, i’m tryna get so lit
i’m on the adderall, i’m stupid as a b*tch
spent 250 on exotic cars, i’m tryna race this sh*t
i got yo head boppin’, like it was some rage sh*t
thought it was over til’ they hit me with the page flip
lil melo still inside that trap, cause’ he ain say sh*t
this ar*pistol hold 100, it’s not basic
[bridge]
i’m stomping on these n*ggas, i got blood up on my asics
[?] binary trigger, they run up, then we face ’em
lil b*tch, i’m counting paper, i can’t act like i ain’t make it
i’m smoking on this gas, i’m high as f*ck, like it was jamaican
[chorus]
we leaving that boy left for dead, i’m swinging this drac’ like it was a pool stick
my lil brother 13, and he up 3 hats, he really tryna shoot sh*t
i hop out the all black splat with an all black mask, i’m really tryna do sh*t
we beat up the block so fast, we do it so fast, they thinking like “who hit?”
i’m counting a whole lotta cash
my b*tch got stupid ass
he run up, he get grabbed
they throw him in the back
he f*ck around, get smacked
i’m outside with the slatts
i’m slimey as a b*tch
i’m slimey as it gets
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