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letra de ​ch0sen - 7eddy

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[intro: 7eddy]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah ([?])

[chorus: 7eddy]
the way i just flex on these hoes
my b-tch bad and she already knows it
drip designer from head to my toes
i’m on top, b-tch, i know that i’m chosen
they can’t keep up the pace, the pace
the way i be spendin’ these bands in your face, your face
yeah, yeah
what’s your name? what you do? where you from?
never switch on the gang all along
b-tch, i do what i want, ho, you a bum and you that you wrong
they all singin’ my song
runnin’ your mouth, is you stupid or dumb? yeah, yeah, we up

[verse 1: 800pts]
jump out the whip, jump out the bentley mulsanne (mulsanne)
shawty gon’ blow out your brain (yeah)
i’m smokin’ on paint, i hop in the motherf-ckin’ range (yeah, yeah, yeah)
all my sh-t heavy, i’m feelin’ like bruce wayne
choppa on me (huh), make ’em run like usain (uh-huh)
i’m throwin’ hunnids on hunnids, rain
i drop like fifty to show ’em i ain’t playin’ (ain’t playin’, n-no, n-n-no)
i f-ck that ho, and you know i ain’t stayin’ (boo)
this lil’ boy, buddy, go stay in your lane
bih, i’m connected, i’m feelin’ like lain
i got my sticks on, i might put a blade
i’m influential, i’m feelin’ like bladee (bladee)
i’m gettin’ money all week, b-tch, i’m paid (i’m paid)
pull out the choppa, we gon’ spray at his face (his face)
[chorus: 7eddy]
the way i just flex on these hoes
my b-tch bad and she already knows it
drip designer from head to my toes
i’m on top, b-tch, i know that i’m chosen
they can’t keep up the pace, the pace
the way i be spendin’ these bands in your face, your face
yeah, yeah
what’s your name? what you do? where you from?
never switch on the gang all along
b-tch, i do what i want, ho, you a bum and you that you wrong
they all singin’ my song
runnin’ your mouth, is you stupid or dumb? yeah, yeah, we up

[verse 2: 7eddy]
yeah, we up in this b-tch
drip in balenci’, my bag and my fit
yeah, we opposite, b-tch
you just a bum ho and i’m gettin’ rich
woah, woah, woah, woah
makin’ these hunnids, spend it on my bro
woah, woah, woah, woah
please just don’t talk about sh-t you don’t know
yeah (yeah), uh, please don’t talk about sh-t you don’t know (you don’t know)
that’s just the sh-t i be on
i’ma just spark up this blunt (yeah), then i’m gone (yeah, gone)
ho, leave me alone
you just a puppet, b-tch, you is a clone
sippin’ on purple patron
don’t want no problems, stay outta my zone

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