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whoknowswhitney? - deathtoleo lyrics

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{intro} ayeeee..b-tch!

{verse 1}

wrist slit
pistol keep it tucked
my pistol shut up em up
im choppin sh-t..might chop ya b-tch
my d-ck
she can hold lots of it
p-ssy
he don’t want no smoke
blade
it might just cut his throat
cristal this is no whitney
ar and glock’s
ya, i’m keepin’ em’ with me
huh
draw me stick
pistol make em sh-t
diamonds make me sick
no bobby b-tch
might drop his b-tch
my blade it make his body twitch

{interlude}

make his body twitch

{verse 2}

b-tch i got the strap in my backpack

talking sl!ck aim the choppa at ya snapback

she on her knees watch she bless me

my pockets packing like precious

dont text ha back got her stressin

we laying low then we stretch him

interlude:

wrist work, {repeat}

wrist twerk, {repeat}

outro: who are we?

tmo we be the clique

who are we?

tmo we split his sh-t

who are we?

tmo we be the clique

who are we?

tmo we droppin sh-t

who are we?

tmo we be the clique

- deathtoleo lyrics

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