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letra de on job - blue room mafia

[verse 1: kojay]
i’m in a map blow, fam it’s sticky
so my g don’t get lippy
i got bars for days like i’m drizzy
the nitties go loopy for that lizzy
stepped in the wraith man 6 man deep
and the shots got all us moving twissy
a quick whine off my big back piffy
if you want gang to come sell out the show
then give man a price, i’ll be there in a jiffy
making it spray at the show like i’m fizzy
haters be making us blow on twitter
dunno why they hating for, they’re just bitter
don’t get it twisted alright, i’m a hitter
you manna chat sh-t, you come like litter
you’re not getting better, your bars sound sh-tter
my bars are hot, like a saltfish fritter

[verse 2: basta]
smiling, thinking what’s got into people
finna rock up the nation like benny siegel
see no colours, cause you took that sh-t away from me
you called me wreckless, and i didn’t give a f-ck
that was just riding a wave to me
focus on positive energy, like what the f-ck are you telling me
you wanna question the memory
i was just steady, up on a reverie, oh
you only love me for melo-dough
i want my records to fly through the stove
don’t be suprised my ambition is cold
want you to call me the [?]
happiness is just a mindstate
the [?] got me feeling [?]
i’m on my [?], i don’t see no differences
i don’t see no differences, i’m on my [?]
[?], i don’t see no differences

[verse 3: h1]
if you know me, i’m a slave to the wave
manna sit back and piff that grade
manna make 1 phone call for the a
sometimes don’t wanna be in this game
some man locked up, some man grave
manna take a bullet, that’s for kojay
i don’t wanna be lying 6 foot deep
h1 shut down that’s with [?]
brm that’s 6 man deep
manna be swiping, that’s what the deets
manna be swiping, that’s with the sh-tty
[?] make it clapped like ugly betty
i grind hard, they slouch on settee
manna beat the case, sh-t that’s petty
manna have a gram? straight price, that’s 20
lord, cuz that’s dumb, that’s 2 for 1
three four five, three six five
two four seven, three five seven
send him heaven, you’re not guessing
i’m not stressing, b-tch

[outro x2]
i’m not stressing, i’m not stressing
i’m not stressing, b-tch

- blue room mafia

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