Song: AEW
Artist:  Charlito Lan
Year: 2021
Viewed: 36 - Published at: 9 years ago

Verse (Charlito Lan):
Had to run it up
Niggas tough catch him in real life he gon run from us
Swing him like cesaro nigga give him an uppercut
Never trust a dog hoe ion got love for mutts
Aye
And I swear you niggas lame
Get up out that bitch like my last usain
Brock Lesnar im a beast, Can't be tamed
Heart a bad ass bitch from New York she know my name
Dynamite nigga, AEW
Dawg talking down but his jaw real crunchable
How its fake love nigga, I grew up wit Chu
Bro call his bullets remble you very touchable
Smooth but iim piggy as hell 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 hell nawl ion fuck with dude
He a loser I'm not shocked when he fucking lose
Got a fat plug nigga look like snoordatdude
Told her ima block her in real life if she don't fix her fucking attitude
I don't pick up the phone even if a nigga not busy
This bitch so in love with me I feel like Timmy she trixy
Dope make me look like yui ming nigga im fendi
I barley drink but hen off the damn henny
She gasp for air when my dick in her damn kidney
Im immortal with this hoodie nigga im Kenny
I thought he was like that turns out that he was pretending
Put him in the hall of pain nigga like im Mark Henry
Lito you flowing too hard niggas pissed off
Sing a song that they love then its right back to the shit talk
Super smash bros snake with a damn missile
Get up out that bitch like a god damn dismissal
Beat it from the back I love to see her shit ripple
Punch ya mans out right hand to his temple
At the show I get it bussing like a muthafuckin pimple
Im too sexy for the bullshit she's a freak for my dimples
Stay away I do not trust you niggas
Hit her in the winter valentine in December
Push him off a cliff he mufasa or simba
You tyga im Travis take his bitch Kylie Jenner
He tweak take him off the ground like a damn twister
This shit inspirational like poems from my sister
You ah fold on ya mans what a bitch nigga
You ah snitch on ya mans what a bitch nigga
I ain't got no bitch I be talking for future references
Cool nigga kicks swear to god that's all im stepping in
Preaching to you niggas real shit 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 pussy nigga scream
Right hook a nigga split him up like a string bean
Cheeto ass nigga bitch im all bout the cheddar cheese
Verse (71 Timmo):
71 shit
Aye niggas know what the fuck going on man
Timmo innis bitch
Lito innis bitch
Lets do it
Gang

Walk in smelling like Dior they need to sponsor me
All you niggas broke might catch me somewhere where the commas be
He pussy 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 niggas who run in ya shit better watch ya mouth
Better yet watch ya house
I been fucking on ya lady
Better yet watch ya spouse
Know a nigga that was telling now he quiet like a mouse
Six of wok in a cream soda im creating colors
Ion fuck with rap niggas that's impersonating other niggas
I won't pull up to the kickback I can't bring my cutter nigga
We can't find that nigga mama get up with her brother nigga
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 pussy nigga 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 nigga died by 6
He say he sliding but he lying that nigga rap that's it
Hit the greyhound with a sack a had to wrap that shit
Currently under the influence
When we hit the city on our dicks cause we some big do its
Hit the school with drip principal say im a rich student
I Ain't rich yet im just stacking tryna get to it
And shit
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 )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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