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letra de blueprint - blckk

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[intro: blckk]
f-ck that, yeah

[verse 1: blckk]
i don’t feel sorry for sh-t (yeah)
f-ck em, i do it again, p-ssy, woah
promise you play with me, b-tch
i can f-ck ’round and put it to bed, p-ssy, woah (yeah)
my album drop in this b-tch
and it flip all your sh-t on it’s head, p-ssy, woah
i been on top of his sh-t (yeah)
i don’t talk to n0body, you’re dead, p-ssy, woah
woah, woah (yeah)
stop b-tching, this business (woah, woah, woah, woah)
i could smoke a whole top five with my mixes (yeah)
underground dead, i’m the only one vicious (yeah)
you could drop a hundred song tape full of front page
snitching, it don’t matter, you don’t got one witness (pow)
p-ssy, i did it, something about me too different (yeah, yeah)
you got my blueprint, i been it, b-tch (pow, pow, pow, pow)
i don’t b-tch on the internet
’bouta get handled on wax or my two fists dead it (woah)
if i said something ’bout you
i promise you’d run back that bar, you gon’ know that i said it (pow)
i’m not sneaking n0body, b-tch
i don’t put names in that sh-t, i’ll put names in that sh-t and then send you a snippet (pow)
if i hated you that much, boy
i’d be standing on trial or fully convicted (yeah)
pow, i’m tryna empty one now
fed up, i’m pushing my limit, b-tch
pow, watch what the f-ck i’m about
i send that f-ggot to heaven, b-tch
pow, ayy, get the f-ck on the ground
this ain’t no regular section, b-tch
pow, i can’t even check the amount
i smoked too many rappers to count, b-tch
pow
[verse 2: biv & blckk]
f-ck it, i’m popping again (yeah)
who the f-ck breaking the bread? (what? yeah)
buddy just wanna pretend (what?)
money been talking a lot, but i ain’t give a f-ck what it said (what? i ain’t give a f-ck what it said, huh)
step on my name, b-tch, i’m stepping on heads
i’ll burn that cash with the bed, yuh
i ain’t given to dreams again
i left that sh-t with the dead (ayy)
y’all too calm with the b-tch sh-t (what?)
cutting off his top, we don’t fidget (brrt)
moving my work like a kingpin (ayy)
y’all been fan to a piglet (blat-blat)
militant walk to y’all section (yeah)
manage your tone, we can fix it (hey, hey)
hundred k tucked like loose cents (ooh)
y’all just following the blueprints (ugh)
b-tch you ain’t popping (ayy)
pushed to the side, we got running back options (ayy)
letting it go to your noggin
how your mans say he a problem?
’til we come running up, knocking, yuh (ah, yeah)
b-tch, i been tracing my steps (hey, hey)
i don’t forgive or forget (no)
they couldn’t earned what i spent (what?)
y’all not a threat, f-ck around, find where he went (yeah, yeah)
b-tch, what’s the intent?
b-tch, i’ll be here for a minute
y’all just been looking for rent (b-tch)
f-ck all that “making a friend”
i love the hate that i get, yuh, yuh
p-ssy, i double it right at your head
right at your head, yuh, huh

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