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letra de bitch - blanco

listen, clock clack, b-tch. ain’t too long till i blow your top back, b-tch. vortable, cause you know the top black, b-tch. vertebra, cause your girl ain’t got back, b-tch. suck it up, shawty is a shop vac, b-tch. never safe, we ain’t ever lock that, b-tch. clowin you, cause i’m bout to pop that, b-tch. gen z, cause i’m bout to bop that, b-tch. never gonna stop that

rhyme scheme crazy. flow so dope, i’m bout to smoke that, baby. got a cadillac ass, bout to eat like brady. suppressor, i’m professor, bout to call me shady. sayin that im hot, load the gun, like haley. do it just for fun. don’t gotta tell me that im crazy. roll up with the squad, get the sauce, no gravy. downtown, rolling out, autobots, maybe. in the book, like i’m 80

let’s take it back, whеn i was 10, thinking i could rap. give it three years, pretty soon that bе a fact. ball out’s gonna flop, pretty soon you’ll make it drop, promise you, they’ll be addicted pretty soon, they’ll call you crack. e d, cause you know that she ran. hearing all my music, turn that b into a fan, better get one for yo plan. i done turned into the man. upscale, duck tale, in the fire from the pan

clock clack, b-tch. ain’t too long till i blow your top bac, b-tch. vortable, cause you know the top black, b-tch. vertebra, cause your girl ain’t got back, b-tch. suck it up, shawty is a shop vac, b-tch. never safe, we ain’t ever lock that, b-tch. clowin you, cause i’m bout to pop that, b-tch. gen z, cause i’m bout to bop that, b-tch. never gonna stop that

ain’t n0body colder. call me kanye, cause i’m polar. from december, like ebola. stick it in like i’m a bowler. got the devil on both shoulders. got the range like i’m a rover. never changed, never sober. never hang, never over. never paying for the boulders. get in line, call me kroger. don’t define me, or it’s over. man your girl, she just a loaner. i could take her if i wanna. hit me up like “am i gonna?” shoot you down b-tch, i’m a gunner. spit you out like i’m a gutter

never f-ck with hate. know she want the rod, so i’m calling her a bait. know she wanna shake, so im calling her a snake. no rattle, no saddle, all fake. she stick it in my face, but she know i already ate. 16, know i dig it. know its been a couple minutes. never over, never finished. never sober always in it. never quitin. always hitten, never hidden. always spitting. never fumble, eminemem. p-ssy sour like a lemon

- blanco

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