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letra de tea kettle - biv

[verse 1]
go on inside enough
just enough for all of us
i think you is tough
with that bit in your gut
dust collected in my cuts
f-ckas tell us what
tell me that i’m such
stupid motherf-cker
i might blow my brains sir
i don’t want no danger
don’t want the change of my canvas won’t paint her
don’t become a stranger
to these talks
and all that i’ve kept it in a lie
let me surprise all my highs left me to die

left me to die
left me to die

dust collected in my cut
dust collected in my cut
dust collected in my cut

f-ck that
[verse 2]
same case, same place, we in the same place
can’t get your brain, gve a f-ck about a punk
with his b-tch, same cut your own way
bust back to his face she gon p-ss on my grave, yuh (f-ck that)
i got myself and this b-tch that i know
you want a f-ckboy that flex till he choke
i keep my feelings a low as they go
have a f-cka backbend do the limbo
take notes take em high for they pesos
them b-tches do what i say so
they want me dead it’s ok though
they want me dead it’s ok though
f-ck b-tch you need me for this?
gather my soul till i flip
she like like the taste of the lips
imma bust out of this sh-t (what)

imma bust out of this sh-t

- biv

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