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letra de on spot - 10kkev

[intro]
aha, let me talk to ’em

[chorus]
i took a trip, just seduced a tender on spot (mm-hm)
another day, another dollar, and some new drops (come on)
i’m from the bity, but i’m even good on o-block
i pulled over, bust a seal at the smoke shop
my shorts rule, stop expectin’ me to be polite (man)
n-ggas ain’t even touched a ten, n-gga, in your life (man)
i put my young n-gga on game, now he gettin’ off-white
it feel good bein’ the plug, you makin’ the price (uh-huh)

[verse 1]
you just a loser, boy, my shirt lanvin
my b-tch shape and face card really outstandin’
we got into it, then he died, that sh-t so random
n-ggas watchin’ i’m gettin’ money, feel like kyre phantom (uh-huh)
i got one bitcoin and sixty thousand, dumby
that’s really the best place to hide this type of money (for real)
it was the other way around, so now i’m actin’ funny (man)
i’m outside with all my jewelry, who gon’ take it from me? (man)
a n-gga run inside my crib, ooh, a free body (come on)
then they gon’ have to wrap him up like that boy from saudi
n-ggas can’t stop me from ballin’, so they gotta file me (watch out)
do like a fifty in your state, then we up and out it (come on)
[chorus]
i took a trip, just seduced a tender on spot (mm-hm)
another day, another dollar, and some new drops (come on)
i’m from the bity, but i’m even good on o-block (go back)
i pulled over, bust a seal at the smoke shop
my shorts rule, stop expectin’ me to be polite (man)
n-ggas ain’t even touched a ten, n-gga, in your life (man)
i put my young n-gga on game, now he gettin’ off-white
it feel good bein’ the plug, you makin’ the price (uh-huh)

[verse 2]
i ain’t got a thing for n-ggas, say your sob story
i just made like twelve thousand, it’s only 9:40
if i need the job done, know i can call jordy (for real)
she see i hop out benzo, the b-tch can’t ignore me (you see it)
you a goofy, got your heads walkin’ in with bonnets
n-gga, i really hit your b-tch to be completely honest (for real)
i just be talkin’ on the beat, it somehow end up rhymin’
it’s fifty thousand on the counter as i’m eatin’ ramen (uh-huh)
the wave over, now these n-ggas finished
i’m in the lab for the day, cookin’ up and prayin’ (yeah)
i might take a vacay, out the way to britain
she gotta jump, bounce and hop, that’s how the pants be fittin’

- 10kkev

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