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lirik lagu el chapo! – lil cosmetic leg

[verse 1]
(ye sound)
(okay, yuh, ay ay)
b*tch call me el chapo
i don’t cap ho
i be shootin till i’m out of ammo
b*tch ill strangle your neck like a capo
fold up a b*tch like a taco

b*tch call me el chapo
i don’t cap ho
i be shootin till i’m out of ammo
b*tch ill strangle your neck like a capo
fold up a b*tch like a taco
[chorus]
b*tch i got racks racks racks
i’m making that drug money

put that b*tch in a pack pack pack
if he look at me funny

i keep that thing
i keep that stick
i keep that gat
on me

so you better move calm
you better move cool
you better move sl!ck homie

[bridge]
b*tch i pull up with the choppa
shoot you and you a gonner
f*ck you imma do what i wanna
boutta blow up like my names osama
(ay yuh, ay yuh, ay yuh, ay yuh)

[verse 2]
(neb what the f*ck boy)
i’m making bands bands bands
b*tch i got a mans mans mans
yeah we throwing hands
they don’t really f*ck with lil neb cause i’m trans

i’m making them racks
f*cking on dudes from the back
i got em sucking my sucking my sack (shut up)
this sh*t is so wack

jeg laver bank
jeg laver para
jeg banger dudes du laver nada
du skal holde din kæft jeg er din mama
ryger den ryger den ryger den zaza

hælder liter i mit glas
og bunder endu en flaske
jeg fik mit fit fra adidas
jeg har ik brug for et palads

i keep that motherf*ckin energy
imma turn you to my enemy
you know this gon be the end of me
(you know this gon be the end of me)
(you know this you know this gon be the end of me)
i keep that mmotherf*ckin energy
imma turn you to my enemy
you know this gon be the end of me
(you know this gon be the end of me)
(you know this you know this gon be the end of me)

[chorus]
b*tch i got racks racks racks
i’m making that drug money

put that b*tch in a pack pack pack
if he look at me funny

i keep that thing
i keep that stick
i keep that gat
on me

so you better move calm
you better move cool
you better move sl!ck homie (ay)

[verse 3]
my voice light
and
i never pretending it ain’t
i, gave a handshake to the pope
i, h*lla be giving up hope (uh)

watch this
whole human race hates this, yuh
empty accounts while you sitting in bliss
here is the messages that you dismissed

i get a lot of money just for free
it’s never ending like it’s neb
talking bout me but not @ing the tweet
inside of my brain it look like cream of wheat

(inside of my brain it look like cream of whe*)

[chorus]
b*tch i got racks racks racks
i’m making that drug money

put that b*tch in a pack pack pack
if he look at me funny

i keep that thing
i keep that stick
i keep that gat
on me (oh)

so you better move calm (oh, oh)
you better move cool (oh, oh)
you better move sl!ck homie (oh, oh)

[verse 4]
cinco de mayo i’m eatin pico day gallo
if you f*ck wit me ill put you in the graveyayno
and my whole club turnin up wit my chicheychayinos
i found me a bad ass lil latina b*tch she suck me and swallow (aye)

f*ckin on b*tches that wanna be celibate
playin wit fire that sh*t is my element
she suck on my toes! that b*tch is a fetishest
the flow of my bars that sh*t is perpetuate!

n*ggas be riding on me fo the h*ll of it
muhf*ckas feenin off muhf*ckin jealousy
m*th* f*ckas mad because they can’t pull any p*ssy b*tch! (aye)

(nah n*gga, that sh*t hard as f*ck though, listen to this beat)
(ay! da da da da)

[chorus]
b*tch i got racks racks racks
i’m making that drug money

put that b*tch in a pack pack pack
if he look at me funny

i keep that thing
i keep that stick
i keep that gat
on me

so you better move calm
you better move cool
you better move sl!ck homie

- lil cosmetic leg

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