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lirik lagu wtf – li rye

[intro]
(that sh*t crazy)

[chorus]
ooh, it’s another dead n*gga, the rapper
play and you get stepped on
chopper go through teflon
the city say i’m dead wrong
mad as f*ck all my meds gone
like where the f*ck the percs at?
i’m gon’ get off with this glock
make all the opps ask where i work at
i got titties on the drac’
no bbl, i’m still gon’ twerk that
b*tch keep askin’ where her purse at
she ain’t even make me nut yet
what the f*ck?
you hear that drac’, you better duck
or like a chickеn, you get plucked
like milwaukee, i got bucks
what thе f*ck?

[verse]
treat him like target practice
fill him up with holes, then whack one of his people
your bm ain’t sh*t but an eater
cut a b*tch off, i don’t f*ckin’ need her
junkie b*tch probably usin’ them needles
too high, hope she don’t have a seizure
if he lie to me, then i’m whackin’ the priest
mobile, they bump my sh*t on speakers
get k!lled for all that f*ckin’ reachin’
you reach and i’m gon f*ckin’ teach you
dissin’ me like blasphemy, you go to h*ll for that
your partner ‘nem need sh*lls for that
headtap, can’t get his helmet back
i’ll whack all your brothers if i got to
know that sh*t on sight when we spot you
quick to bless a n*gga like a hachoo
ain’t no point in runnin’ when we got you
i spent ten at the mall ten times on ten different days
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout what you doin’ ’cause i’m still gon’ get paid
ridin’ ’round with this cutter, so when you tempt me, i’ll give your ass a fade
chopper split a n*gga ass in half just like a f*ckin’ blade
mama kept the house clean as a b*tch, ain’t ever use no raid
heard the feds been tryna get in my sh*t, know i got crooked ways
if this rap don’t work, back to the block, all day, i’m makin’ plays
i was the one makin’ all the plays
my favorite shooter one call away
percs probably runnin’ through my veins
i gotta stay high every day
i feel like i might die today
opp die, we turn that to a holiday
hit they block, they evacuate
i’m tryna f*ck, but she wan’ make me wait
these n*ggas love to hate ’cause they know i’m great
shoot you in your face, your head bust like a grape
crucified, left him on a stake
[chorus]
ooh, it’s another dead n*gga, the rapper
play and you get stepped on
chopper go through teflon
the city say i’m dead wrong
mad as f*ck all my meds gone
like where the f*ck the percs at?
i’m gon’ get off with this glock
make all the opps ask where i work at
i got titties on the drac’
no bbl, i’m still gon’ twerk that
b*tch keep askin’ where her purse at
she ain’t even make me nut yet
what the f*ck?
you hear that drac’, you better duck
or like a chicken, you get plucked
like milwaukee, i got bucks
what the f*ck?

- li rye

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