Lyrics:

Bullets kenetical
Suena estético
Bleeding need medical
Golpe quirúrgico
A91 and that bitch is defendable
Carga temible, bro
Everyone fake around me they pretendable
Glock 23 and the mag is extendable
Chop yo hand off if I make u unpreventable
Try to run off n I make it look regrettable
Take off his head then that something commendable
Acto respetable
Tito got glocks n shooting unsuspensable
Fuego imparable
Snitch to the cops then youll leave with a reticle
Run up on me put ur ass onna pedicle
Study my flow bitch yk its li mehixo
 , gang

Pull out the machete i cut him in figures
I get hella janky when im off the liquor 
These bullets they hit him going str8 thru his liver
She on the snow so shawty know she gone quiver 
This ar flip him it got binary trigger
This mac it hit him im not talkin bout miller
I used to kick it wen i was up in willard
I speed in the whip bitch i might hit the pillar
Shawty a coke dealer
Yuh
Run wit the killas
Que pasa? 
Su kasa 
No kasa 
Then 30 round choppa
Shoot u wit the oppa
Yu fw the gang then yk u a yoppa
Got 4 different choppas
U play wit my slat

Play wit my bro then u gotta prove innocence 
Chop yo hand off bitch im showing u discipline 
Kill any citizen 
Bitch i get rid of him 
Burn all the evidence 
Shoot if they listen 
When im off the pill im tweaking n fidgeting 
They gone hear my flow n they gone start mimicking 
Do him like mortal kombat gotta finish him

Mehixo flow (zigimo + lain)

i ain’t man of steel (d1sgrace & agitation)

https://youtu.be/PAjxZVQI-QI

prod luck

pussy ahh boy won’t have no luck when i slide down stick on him
btx im in the trap wit bows on me im movin shi jus like gym huh
i got a k no kim 
im tryna score on that boa take his ahh to the rim 
yo btx tryna fuk cuz i’m him
that ain lean in yo cup lil kid that’s gin
i’m so fried my soul leave my skin
that btx tryna have my kids she walk in my crib showin skin
stupid ahh hoe u wish
u can’t bare my kin

lame ah boa tryna call me twin
boa i’m not yo twin
step out the crib rockin lenci number nine btx i step out trim like haircut btx tryna fuck on me gotta big butt
i’m fried all night til the sun come up
u talkin dat shi got ya stick took what ya say 
hop out the v make them boas run just like a trackmeet like usain 
i got micro drac on me it shoot flames like an oven bitch it’s gon cook ya
my btx bad as fuk she a looker
yo btx ran thru like a hooker 
too much zot need me a hookah
i got dat pack on me i won’t fumble btx ima juke you
i got yo btx on me in the crib blow me like a flute yah
im in the trap ion gotta wear no suit btx 
kick the btx out she a nuisance
keep ya 2 cents to yaself 
btx i been had the blueprint 
they tryna steal it i wish em well

kim k [VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

ridin round wit the chop in da back
pull up on yo block da glock get u splat
pussy nigga u a mouse n a rat
losin weight bih my pockets too fat
run up on me u get hit wit dat hammer
shoot a nigga send him to alabama
two twin glocks no alabama
pull up on yo bitch presents wit sacks (saks) like santa
nigga hatin on me he gon die
i got hoes on my dick all the time
pussy nigga hate on me show him signs
nigga hatin he snort coke he snort lines
pussy nigga i aint tellin no lies
put the glock to his face in disguise
we gon send dat pussy boy to da skies
we gonna shoot as his mf eye
i dont care nigga i do bad shit
chopstick poof i do magic
hella mad cuz i aint neva had shit
countin guap its a mf habit
lame ass nigga ur a fuckin f
i got hops i got bunnies the rabbits
pussy nigga im a mf savage
tryna get dat guap i wanna live lavish
goin thru yo shit nigga i ravage
fuck yo bitch smokin green smokin cabbage
lame nigga u a mf hoe
ima pull up to da damn gucci sto
buy yo bitch a brand new fur coat
when u in dat water u gonna soak
throw me in da water im finna float
throw a bitch nigga off of a boat
my bitch sad all da bih do is mope
i dont give a fuck i hang wit dem locs
pussy nigga i be smokin and tokin
leave his bitch at da crib wide open
im da typa nigga dat dont help niggas out
im da type to kill u if u runnin yo mouth
im da typa nigga dats gon run in yo house
im da typa nigga dats gon fuck on yo spouse
im da typa nigga dats gon take off her blouse
im da type to turn u from a demon to mouse
bite da hand dat feeds me put da glock to his mouf
if a nigga play he get hit wit da ak
doin 69 wit yo bitch like trey way
coach my niggas onna drill do a play by play
and my gun clap like did u pray today
say u a bitch nigga better stay dat way
say u dont want no beef better stay dat way
put yo bitch on da bed make her lay dat way
told da police i was in da A dat day
i couldnt have killed dat nigga bruh there aint no way
i dont do internet lets do a face to face

BALDI BASIC WIT DAT GLOCK NIGGA

Charlie Bop (yvngsilas)

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