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aew - charlito lan lyrics

verse (charlito lan):
had to run it up
n*ggas tough catch him in real life he gon run from us
swing him like cesaro n*gga give him an uppercut
never trust a dog hoe ion got love for mutts
aye
and i swear you n*ggas lame
get up out that b*tch like my last usain
brock lesnar im a beast, can’t be tamed
heart a bad ass b*tch from new york she know my name
dynamite n*gga, aew
dawg talking down but his jaw real crunchable
how its fake love n*gga, i grew up wit chu
bro call his bullets remble you very touchable
smooth but iim piggy as h*ll just like the huxstables
freeze him, bro put him in a box hе a lunchable
ima beat his ass and who with me might stomp him too
i might pеarl a wood i might pearl a dutch or two
he a goof h*ll nawl ion f*ck with dude
he a loser i’m not shocked when he f*cking lose
got a fat plug n*gga look like snoordatdude
told her ima block her in real life if she don’t fix her f*cking attitude
i don’t pick up the phone even if a n*gga not busy
this b*tch so in love with me i feel like timmy she trixy
dope make me look like yui ming
i barley drink but hen off the d*mn henny
she gasp for air when my d*ck in her d*mn kidney
im immortal with this hoodie n*gga im kenny
i thought he was like that turns out that he was pretending
put him in the hall of pain n*gga like im mark henry
lito you flowing too hard n*ggas p*ssed off
sing a song that they love then its right back to the sh*t talk
super smash bros snake with a d*mn missile
get up out that b*tch like a god d*mn dismissal
beat it from the back i love to see her sh*t ripple
punch ya mans out right hand to his temple
at the show i get it bussing like a m*th*f*ckin pimple
im too s*xy for the bullsh*t she’s a freak for my dimples
stay away i do not trust you n*ggas
hit her in the winter valentine in december
push him off a cliff he mufasa or simba
you tyga im travis take his b*tch kylie jenner
he tweak take him off the ground like a d*mn twister
this sh*t inspirational like poems from my sister
you ah fold on ya mans what a b*tch n*gga
you ah snitch on ya mans what a b*tch n*gga
i ain’t got no b*tch i be talking for future references
cool n*gga kicks swear to god that’s all im stepping in
preaching to you n*ggas real sh*t im the reverend
zip for the low i just copped off a mexican
told a troll pull up to cabrini green
say candy man five times pop out make p*ssy n*gga scream
right hook a n*gga split him up like a string bean
cheeto ass n*gga b*tch im all bout the cheddar cheese
verse (71 timmo):
71 sh*t
aye n*ggas know what the f*ck going on man
timmo innis b*tch
lito innis b*tch
lets do it
gang

walk in smelling like dior they need to sponsor me
all you n*ggas broke might catch me somewhere where the commas be
he p*ssy so you might catch him somewhere where the mamas be
yoga class ima stretch him out
they been looking for the dog think its bout time i let em out
know some n*ggas who run in ya sh*t better watch ya mouth
better yet watch ya house
i been f*cking on ya lady
better yet watch ya spouse
know a n*gga that was telling now he quiet like a mouse
six of wok in a cream soda im creating colors
ion f*ck with rap n*ggas that’s impersonating other n*ggas
i won’t pull up to the kickback i can’t bring my cutter n*gga
we can’t find that n*gga mama get up with her brother n*gga
get up with his uncle
no fortnite i might want pump you
smokey pull up with a riffle like he tryna hunt you
hop on dan ryan and race i feel like a stunt crew
im only chasing a bag baby i won’t stunt you
its a hotbox so high im smoking zaza
she say boy you irra shut up and give me top top
gon do what to who tell that p*ssy n*gga not i
bro hop out and fa fa, he don’t know what a drive by is
im just stacking up my bread tryna mind my biz
he diss me 5:59 that n*gga died by 6
he say he sliding but he lying that n*gga rap that’s it
hit the greyhound with a sack a had to wrap that sh*t
currently under the influence
when we hit the city on our d*cks cause we some big do its
hit the school with drip princ*p*l say im a rich student
i ain’t rich yet im just stacking tryna get to it
and sh*t
i think im getting close
i ain’t tryna zoom in on the moon but choppa got a scope
he was dissing on me and my bloodos now he gotta go
now we gotta smoke celebrate now we gotta toast

- charlito lan lyrics

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