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lirik lagu torch – splitzismyname

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[hook]
why you wan’ switch up?
yeah, glock make him put his fists up (karuma)
you ain’t bout sh*t, n*gga, shut the sh*t up
this ain’t minecraft, but around here, b*tch we dig up
i’m with your b*tch, she a wh0re
just bought some hollow*tips, give me more
been a real n*gga since i was four
i was down bad in that grocery store

[verse]
these n*ggas can’t tell me different
you can’t apologize for that dissin’
that’s how most n*ggas go missing
only pole on him is for the fishing
i’m only pourin’ hi tech in this cup
and that n*gga say that he want beef then it’s up
and that b*tch hit my line, i told b*tch to shut up
and the chopper is kickin, not talkin’ world cup
i’m sending shots when i’m in the south
get hit with the hollow*tips, give him cotton mouth
i open my noggin, n*gga f*ck you talkin’ bout?
i feel like an athlete, thе way i be runnin’ round
feel like the mailman, i been runnin’ round town
hе wanna run up, so i gun him down
n*gga pump fakin’, so he nothing now
you is a good kid, why you cappin’ now? (ha!)
i don’t make peace, n*gga, i’m not gandhi
i got a wrap on me like i’m hadji
i keep one piece like i’m sanji
you is a fake n*gga, just a wannabe
i don’t want love, n*gga that’s beyond me
i’ll have yo’ ass walkin’ like a zombie
you is a b*tch boy, where yo mommy?
i don’t want that b*tch, but she want me
i keep a tommy like the rugrats
i put holes in him like a thumbtack
feel like a racist ’cause i hate n*ggas and i hang n*ggas wearin’ all black
you don’t even own a hat
why the f*ck is you gon’ cap
i hate when they cap in they tracks
you ain’t even bout all that
i feel like ronald, ’cause i slide through with that big mac
whatever you rappin’ i did that
these n*gga be cap, i don’t get that
yeah, i said that these n*gga be cap
i keep me a torch to exterminate rats
i’m f*ckin’ that b*tch and i blow out her back
i walk in that b*tch and i f*ck up a sack
and just like an athlete, i make him run track
the bullets gon’ file a n*gga like .flac
just like a dove, that n*gga gon’ fly
reach for the top, we gon’ make you skydive
hop out and shoot, i don’t do the drive*by
we turn him red, n*gga, like a shy guy
they don’t want beef, we serve ’em like five guys
i call you kennedy, you finna die
just like a baby, i make you cry
just like a fish, i’ll get you fried
[hook]
why you wan’ switch up?
yeah, glock make him put his fists up
you ain’t bout sh*t, n*gga, shut the sh*t up
this ain’t minecraft, but around here, b*tch we dig up
i’m with your b*tch, she a wh0re
just bought some hollow*tips, give me more
been a real n*gga since i was four
i was down bad in that grocery store

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