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Eli Fross

Elm Street

 

Elm Street

(альбом: The Book Of Eli - 2021)


Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, bitch
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Fross
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Look, look

Pull up on 'em with the biggest gat and make his body twitch
Don't give a fuck about no feelings, nigga I demolish shit
I got shooters that love getting money while we popping shit
Expensive bottles what we popping nigga, pussy popping quick
We making movies when we running down, this ain't no acting nigga
Got some scammers that be getting money, but will clap a nigga
Claim it's war, then we pull up on you like, "What happen nigga?"
You would think a nigga racist from the way we blasting niggas

I be riding round with 10 on me, like it's my favorite number
Shorty think I hit the lotto, so she suck me in the Hummer
She said she like the way I grab her up and beat it like no other
She attracted to my money and the way that I be stunting
Got tired of the green, started stacking up the hunnids
Shorty know she Benadryl, I be fucking up her stomach
Once a nigga pop a pill, I be in it 'til the morning
She gon' suck a nigga up while a nigga start to yawning, ah
Lil pussy nigga, don't wanna get wiggity-wacked
Clickety-clack, wrapped up in that piggity-pack
Like what up, huh (Pussy)
Don't liggity-lack, cause my shooters don't give no chances, that's a figgety-fact
We on demon timing lil' nigga, what you wanna do?
Giving lessons straight to these niggas, post in front of school
You could die lil' nigga, watch who you talking to
Realize lil' nigga, I only walk with goons
We on some other shit, ride 'round with a hundred grips
Got a hundred niggas strapped up, that's a hundred clips
They on some other shit, big booties all around the clique
Act like boujee bitches, but fuck on some other shit
And we be wiling out, if I call the dogs, then they spazzing out
You was talking all that shit, but like what happened now?
You passing out, you was talking, you was ratting out
If you talking like you with it, boy be chatting now

Pull up on 'em with the biggest gat and make his body twitch
Don't give a fuck about no feelings, nigga I demolish shit
I got shooters that love getting money while we popping shit
Expensive bottles what we popping nigga, pussy popping quick
We making movies when we running down, this ain't no acting nigga
Got some scammers that be getting money, but will clap a nigga
Claim it's war, then we pull up on you like, "What happen nigga?"
You would think a nigga racist from the way we blasting niggas

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Fross
Haha

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