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letra de adolla burst! - breeton boi

[intro: breeton boi]
yo, look
i can assure you i did not have a good day in the booth today
just trying to record this d-mn song
like, i don’t know why it’s so difficult to record this song
like, really
i don’t know man, i’ma give up in a minute
nah, hold on i gotta do it for the views

[verse 1: breeton boi]
walk in the spot like…
y’all came to witness these flames of destruction i’m spitting
company 8, my team moving on missions
couldn’t care less about your jurisdiction
these haters capping, they talking that fiction
and try block the heat like they solar eclipsing
but i got the power and i got that vision
my glock on hinawa, you know it not missing
sho kusakabe, my money expanding
haters stay talking, you know that i-
haters stay talking, you know that i banned him
isekai flow, i am not of this planet
third gen heat, don’t miss like aerial ace
make and move this fire in various ways
infernal to the core, i cannot be tamed
and my choppa kickback like sonic off stage
my choppa adolla the way that it burst
it just take a dollar to point at you first
so let’s get to popping ’cause you too gassed up
and i’m tired of your hype, you should know what you’re worth
aye, yuh, and that’s not a d-mn thing
risk of rain on me how they afraid of my drip
i got my blessings, that’s why they hit up my link
feeling like rachel, i cannot stand to just…
[verse 2: ham sandwich]
metal in hand like i’m lieutenant flam
when i’m up in this heater, these n-ggas start freezing
hinata, hikage, i stay with the twin glocks
wiping they noses like n-ggas was sneezing
came up from nothing, boy, that sh-t was all me
see your mans on the street and i’m giving him homi
you gonna cry? call for your mommy?
they can’t prove it because n0body saw me
i’m a savage, turn a bad b-tch to an actress
magic, living lavish, you an average
tragic, try to match it, you get blasted
plasma, haumea with the static
ain’t a single n-gga dealing damage
charon put the flare in if he thinking he can manage
keeping me a gadget, feel like vulcan the mechanic
kusakabe, let the metal shou a n-gga how to vanish
steal a n-gga soul and now they calling me a bandit
arrow with the shot, i let it fly, and i’ma land it
n-ggas capping everyday and i don’t understand it
n-ggas starting drama like they starring up in hamlet
i just tell my n-ggas “let ham handle the manlets”
eating all the rappers, you’d think ham is famished
b-tches want my name and i tell ’em “can it, candice”
i send shots everywhere i can see, panoramics
[verse 3: aerial ace]
ooh, let me get ’em
my choppa charon, it catch h-lla bodies
start dumping these racks, i ain’t talking tamaki
i’m ripping you b-tches to shreds just like maki
my tracks get numbers like homes on enlisting
gps can’t get you to my position
feeling like inca, i’m peeping yo’ heat
and that sh-t ain’t worth mentions ’cause it’s never hitting
sliding like liquid since you n-ggas want smoke
talk and i’m forcing this fire down your throat
watch when we link, i put os to his organs
get lit up like shinra, welcome to the light sho
message for n-ggas who’s testing our caliber
your script get cut, i’m arthur with excalibur
you’ll get exposed and then boxed right on sight
like we put you right in the department 8’s calendar
n-gga, don’t flaunt
i’ll double your bread if i copped a croissant
and that’ll be enough for me to get to your b-tch
get under her skin and i ain’t talking ’bout a taunt
these chicks are a buffet, i take what i want
don’t like my statement? get dropped like a font
step foot on these beats, and like shinra, i launch
small talk ’bout c notes, my head to a conch
huh

- breeton boi

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