Lil Cura Te

Get Lost

Lil Cura Te
Get Lost

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15 Sep 2018

Only there for my 5 or 6 bros, Don't be fooled I prick like a rose. Have no ice but I still make you froze, Hope at some point I will be running shows, You make it rain well I can make it snow. Yeah And I'm only 15, Calpol in my lean, Calpol in my lean, That's not even a thing. Yeah, you've never seen, Someone like me in this scene. Should be wearing supreme, but I'm stuck up in these ripped jeans. Please don't pop them beans, Don't fucking pop them beans. Please don't pop them beans, Don't fucking pop them beans. Get lost, get lost, You don't mean shit to me. Get lost, get lost, you don't mean shit to me. Get lost, get lost, you don't mean shit to me. get lost, get lost. You don't mean shit to - We don't want no smoke, we don't want no cancer, cousins boyfriend selling coke, get you jumping like a dancer. My flows so lit, Your flows so shit, You wanna mess with me, Why the negativity. I got with a bitch, then did the same with her friend, like they say if your a snitch, you'll get stitches. If you cocky, you son of bitches. Yeah, cura te, Get these bitches in my face, Always need a little space, Don't give me that, you'll end up smashed up like a vase, but with no trace. Yeah, get lost get lost.

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6 years ago

noce

6 years ago

@Survivor cheers

6 years ago

That was amazing. Sick flow

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