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lirik lagu drill dream team – gr1m3

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[intro]
erenden on the f*cking track

[strofa 1: gr1m3]
ho sputato il sangue su ste barre
al fuoco come carne (carne)
dei tuoi amici non so cosa farne
vogliono entrarti in testa come larve
in giro troppe mamme stanche, i padri anche
i figli con le nuove scarpe
le mie rime crescono, le tue sono morte
in giro con il porche eh, e ti credi forte
fai le canne storte (p*ssy)
hai le barre corte
niente diss bro
non disso nеssuno, dico quello che penso
puoi andarе a fanculo
fotto queste b*tches, non so cosa dici
per me siete attrici (attrici)
te la tiri e manco attiri
fotte di ste b*tch che vogliono italia 1
fotte di sti snitch non parlo con nessuno
(seh b*tch)

[strofa 2: icy b]
yeah, wassup? what’s happening?
icy b b*tch, ready for the gun clapping
i heard you b*tch ass tryna be trappers
you soft ass bustas and your sk!lls is wack
sold dope in these raw streets
now i’m counting racks near a palm tree
i did robberies only to eat
now i own rides and i buy groceries
you smoke grams, i’m slanging bricks
you f*ck b*tches, i own chicks
you softair, i’m packing heat
i’m on sale ’cause i’m digging graves for free
yeah, like my homie gr1m3 boy
smoking blunts in a motherf*cking six trey
they burn slow like a ounce of ‘yo
’cause life’s a b*tch like the mother from blow
everybody pays every single mistake
i used to choke a b*tch with my kids
now that b*tch changed like a pair of j’s
i’ma kick your ass, jumpman on your face
yeah, if you wanna know the blood taste
ask your b*tch, she’ll tell you how my d*ck tastes
you can’t hide, you can’t run, i’ma get your ass
twelve gauge shot in your motherf*cking place
[outro: icy b]
icy b b*tch
gr1m3 boy
erenden on the motherf*cking beat, b*tch

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