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letra de photogenic - blizzi boi

[intro: blizzi boi]
(jankai, this sh-t go crazy)
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (beat right from sp-ce)
yeah, yeah, uh

[chorus: blizzi boi]
i ain’t got no issue with you n-ggas (uh)
forty on my wrist, i’m finna hit you ‘fore i diss you (uh, uh)
hundred bands solid, but i think i need a million (yeah)
hop right out the camry, n-gga snappin’ like a picture, i said, hey, uh (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t got no issue with you n-ggas (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
b-tch cry me a river ’til she runnin’ out of tissue (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
b-tch wanna snap my picture ’cause i’m way too photogenic (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
if that sh-t is real, i tell her, “go tat’ my initials,” i say, hey (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

[verse 1: blizzi boi]
that little bit’ said, “i know handsome,” i’m gonna set an example, yеah, yeah (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
all of thеse n-ggas get trampled, wash up, i throw ’em in hampers, yeah, yeah (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
on some sh-t like i’m in pampers, strap on a n-gga like sandwich, yeah, yeah (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
i don’t belong on the planet, f-ck n-gga wouldn’t understand it (uh)
she don’t belong with ’em bands (uh)
divin’ deep like i’m atlantic (yeah)
where the f-ck n-gga done landed? (uh)
seein’ the green like a n-gga in nami’, yeah (yeah)
i should have had me a mansion (facts)
i should have had me a grammy (facts)
i should have had me a house on the beach thirty minutes from miami
yeah, yeah, it’s comin’ soon, my n-gga
she come in the room, consume a n-gga
yeah, b-tch, i ran over the beat, i tell that f-ck n-gga, “come sue a n-gga”
yeah, that b-tch was f-ckin’ with blizzi, but now she f-ckin’ with blu, my n-gga
yeah, chop off the motherf-ckin’ top, i hop out the motherf-ckin’ roof, my n-gga, yeah, yeah, uh
[chorus: blizzi boi]
i ain’t got no issue with you n-ggas (uh)
forty on my wrist, i’m finna hit you ‘fore i diss you (uh, uh)
hundred bands solid, but i think i need a million (yeah)
hop right out the camry, n-gga snappin’ like a picture, i said, hey, uh (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t got no issue with you n-ggas (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
b-tch cry me a river ’til she runnin’ out of tissue (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
b-tch wanna snap my picture ’cause i’m way too photogenic (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
if that sh-t is real, i tell her, “go tat’ my initials,” i say, hey (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

[verse 2: headband andy]
yeah, beat up the p-ss’ like canelo, she said that she won’t take a picture, yeah, yeah
cullinan parked in the front and he hop out for the janet, yeah, yeah
[?] and they jumpin’ right out of the picture, yeah, yeah
b-tch, i’m with blizzi and he got the bl!cky, so don’t put a sticker, yeah, yeah
what you tell her, headband? jesus piece, no reese’s
[?] sitting on the wrist, it look too evil
that ducati doin’ wheelies, it sound like a demon
[?], don’t buy the car, i just lease it
classic bape from evan, boy, we been on this sh-t, yeah, yeah
bad b-tch, no sorority, but she wear the sweatshirt, yeah, yeah
diamonds black and white, they going bowling on me, yeah, yeah
b-tch, don’t touch me, ’cause i keep that headband on me, yeah, yeah

- blizzi boi

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