🎨Nes_E
🎨Nes_E

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16:24:08 Lyrics- Come nd get it wit that ink, Quienquiera? Been the type to prove it, Y’all just think that you better, Ni siquiera sabes lo que tu diciera, If i be on that fuck you said, say that again huh? I ain’t the one tho, I’ll keep it a hundo, Yall can’t even match, blowin smoke like a blunt rolled, Y’all raps spitted ain’t facts y’all tricking this app, y’all tripping, I’m erratic wit my ten toes Head space lawless, pen stay flawless, The prep? play y’all shit, then check mate, top it, i rock the mic, flow spigot, dripping Jordan’s, The pinnacle of force, nd fiera red up ya fortress, Quotes corset tight, leave ripe corpses, I write chores, when I wipe floors, not wit mine, yours, sorta norse shit, two horns, but a fork pitched, kick it like an entrance forced, you door to door pitch, Stay Knocking, with the shit we ain’t bought yet, Im buck fif sharp, in the cut slits, y’all botch it, These pricks suspect, like a crotch itch, faggin for the fame, we ain’t the same cause I don’t want dick. lla te qres muy muy, oh you got next? Watchu you on deck? Lemme smack it out the park then, This Game over king, you snakes cobras, nd channel whatchu want, y’all ain’t fucking with the controller (Hook) I Ain’t the one to face sober, you’d prolly act brave but wake up wit hangovers, That ain’t kosher, hit home then aim closer, The pains from the knowledge of knowing you ain’t close to the caliber, .44 spit it like I’m mad atcha, the damager I’ll damage ya, then doubling back to laugh atcha, you ain’t quite the catch bitch you quite the character, the rhymes tearing ya limbs, the vibe enough to bury ya. Ain’t nothin scarier, compare me to an area, you weary of, where Ariel assaults are more the merrier. Fuck a threat, I’m daring ya, my “make ya bitch remarry or dip wit have ya shit, nd leave ya sobbing ass the terrier” spit’ll Get it cracking like I carried a whip, or like I w/rapped around a hull nd crushed a carrier ship, I’m thick skinned, y’all skin is like my patience, y’all wearing it thin, the pen nefarious, y’all various twins ain’t no cum pairing the kid, I’m a bastard son, the pastor’s son, who raps but ain’t black enough, you trynna make them big moves right? pack it up, you wack as fuck, you ain’t driven, back it up, this shit been Kennedy, enemies already dead to me, letter for letter, veterinarian, wit the pet degree/pedigree, pen degrees on that Beverly Hills, nd keep it a sentry still, belt feed at will, go bats in the belfry, no chill So Don’t lie to me, I see through skin yall hide beneath, Like evil twins, it’s Shine you seek, Mic heat might burn your piracy, that’s irony Thin line between, the beast inside, and my defeat. Take heed, take pride, take flight from me, you’re not half the man, your trying to be. #SYLA 🖕🏽 @modertor_en 🖕🏽

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but aint black enough.. how much ya wanna betty white? 😘

2 years ago

u speak Puerto rican?

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