CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : OWENPAXXKK
{Intro} 616juggn
Aye, aye aye
Jump up on that pack this that owen pack
You ain't get no b*t*hes n***a you dont get no money, uh
Me and gem posted up laughing cause you funny yous a clown what you think you gonna do n***a you a b*t*h
{Verse 1} 616juggn
Huh, posted up with gem, and he reapin sh!t (huh)
.223s to yo brain, make yo sh!t fried (huh)
Owen you think you killin sh!t, but you do not tote no glicks, yeah you do not kill no n***as, yeah this n***a think he crip
{Verse 2}
Posted on yo block, wearing blue while he was "crippin" yeah
Posted on his block, caught ya mans owen pack
Gem gon stomp a n***a in his ricks like gohan
Fake a** hundreds yo sh!t counterfit you poor huh
Posted in yo house and we fukkn on yo w**** huh (man what w****?)
{Verse 3}
And you know yo a** poor huh? yeah, gem gon pop up to yo store huh (Grrah, gang, yeah, yeah) thats why you living off yo dad money, daddy's money (oink) you a clown you funny, in yo house fukkn on yo honey (aye) face fuk n***a name owen pull up with a muhfukin chop get sprayin, im the grim reaper posted with gem when we pull up you better start praying
{Verse 4}
But he ain't no christian, pull up on his block and he gon be missin
And yo b*t*h posted up we be d**kin
And im fukkn on her yeah we posted with two tens, gem pull up with a Glock make yo head spin
{Verse 5} gemxxtone
Fuxk that n***a owen, ima spin that n***a head back
Posted on his block with that Glock with that kick back
When his a** die we gon smoke that muhfukin pack
N***a soft crying from the burbs n***a hella slurred
Fuk n***a talking til we leave his a** hurt (yeah)
His fam gon be crying when we put him on a shirt
{Verse 6}
Yeah fuk that n***a owen we gon leave him in the dirt
Yeah we gon fukkn bury him alive
Yeah n***a thought i was done after this fukkin song he gon cry
Yeah face fuk b*t*h talkin til we shoot him up (yeah)
Ill pull up on his block his b*t*h sucking on my c*ck
Yeah that b*t*h a** faggot be sucking n***as c*cks
But he over here with his b*t*h like n***a if you suck d!ck you just gay there is no in between but let me hop back on this fukkin track (spin back spin back gah gah gah gah)
{outro} 616juggn
Spin back, spin back, smoking owen pack
Posted at his house with that Glock got kick back
Aye, bitxh, waddup?
Red beam up on that Glock and it got a stock
Aye, aye aye
Jump up on that pack this that owen pack
You ain't get no b*t*hes n***a you dont get no money, uh
Me and gem posted up laughing cause you funny yous a clown what you think you gonna do n***a you a b*t*h
{Verse 1} 616juggn
Huh, posted up with gem, and he reapin sh!t (huh)
.223s to yo brain, make yo sh!t fried (huh)
Owen you think you killin sh!t, but you do not tote no glicks, yeah you do not kill no n***as, yeah this n***a think he crip
{Verse 2}
Posted on yo block, wearing blue while he was "crippin" yeah
Posted on his block, caught ya mans owen pack
Gem gon stomp a n***a in his ricks like gohan
Fake a** hundreds yo sh!t counterfit you poor huh
Posted in yo house and we fukkn on yo w**** huh (man what w****?)
{Verse 3}
And you know yo a** poor huh? yeah, gem gon pop up to yo store huh (Grrah, gang, yeah, yeah) thats why you living off yo dad money, daddy's money (oink) you a clown you funny, in yo house fukkn on yo honey (aye) face fuk n***a name owen pull up with a muhfukin chop get sprayin, im the grim reaper posted with gem when we pull up you better start praying
{Verse 4}
But he ain't no christian, pull up on his block and he gon be missin
And yo b*t*h posted up we be d**kin
And im fukkn on her yeah we posted with two tens, gem pull up with a Glock make yo head spin
{Verse 5} gemxxtone
Fuxk that n***a owen, ima spin that n***a head back
Posted on his block with that Glock with that kick back
When his a** die we gon smoke that muhfukin pack
N***a soft crying from the burbs n***a hella slurred
Fuk n***a talking til we leave his a** hurt (yeah)
His fam gon be crying when we put him on a shirt
{Verse 6}
Yeah fuk that n***a owen we gon leave him in the dirt
Yeah we gon fukkn bury him alive
Yeah n***a thought i was done after this fukkin song he gon cry
Yeah face fuk b*t*h talkin til we shoot him up (yeah)
Ill pull up on his block his b*t*h sucking on my c*ck
Yeah that b*t*h a** faggot be sucking n***as c*cks
But he over here with his b*t*h like n***a if you suck d!ck you just gay there is no in between but let me hop back on this fukkin track (spin back spin back gah gah gah gah)
{outro} 616juggn
Spin back, spin back, smoking owen pack
Posted at his house with that Glock got kick back
Aye, bitxh, waddup?
Red beam up on that Glock and it got a stock
