K-double-A. 2.7.0
S.E, click
Yes, ok, agreed
Grr-pah, grr-grr-grr-pah
S.E S.E

I know the roads to avoid
I've tracked your CV, disguised traitor
I know how to screw them, the visor is down
Pull the trigger, their bodies are frozen
The sun doesn't shine where we cut the C
I'm too plastered to hang out in the city
My ideas are dark, don't excite me
Honey, I just want to empty myself
Bitch, clean your pussy in the bidet
I'm already at a highway exit in the class G
Igo, no reverse, I'm committed
Even for reconnaissance, I'm in GG
I buried the hatchet
Even on a 25-meter yacht, I manage the terrain
Serene, she knows my kidneys are solid
I'd rather die from a bullet than from hunger

I came back to get my stuff
We have a problem, don't tell me there's R
Atrocious deals, no reverse
You talk behind, in front I make the iron speak
I came back to get my stuff
We have a problem, don't tell me there's R
Atrocious deals, no reverse
You talk behind, in front I make the iron speak

The filtration is tripled
The heart is grafted, the team is briefed
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us
The filtration is tripled
The heart is grafted, the team is briefed
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us

You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview
You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview
You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview
You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview

We're ready to activate the machine
To make the blood flow, you don't need to be fasting
I broke the million, don't need all these haters
An escort, it's just to relieve me
We go back to the coal to eat
We multiply the sins, we no longer seek to hide
RS Q8, I'm unwrapping it
She has a big ass, I'm devastating her
I know the terrain, it's mined
All in black to eliminate you
In the news, you saw me on the JT
Even with a gun, I'm photogenic
You're dead, your name is not in the credits
You're dead, your name is not in the credits
In the van, we prepare the automatics
Ice everywhere like in America

Smoke from S forms a screen
Gun carry permit, I shoot like a Texan
The door is going to blow, no one is going to help you
When you're on the ground, you know people
Smoke from S forms a screen
Gun carry permit, I shoot like a Texan
The door is going to blow, no one is going to help you
When you're on the ground, you know people

The filtration is tripled
The heart is grafted, the team is briefed
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us
The filtration is tripled
The heart is grafted, the team is briefed
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us
Son of a bitch, you're not going to dribble us

You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview
You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview
You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview
You talk a little too much, you talk a little too much
Watch out for the two-wheeler coming in your rearview

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