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letra de blu brks - c9h18o

[chorus]
b-tch, i gotta fart. all these bad girls, man, i’m a boutta bark
fighting all these evil, man, i feel like tony stark
riding on this beat, god, just like noah’s arc
i got a twisted fantasy. i keep them in the dark
i got too much f-ckin’ money, man, i feel like i’m a shark
(uh. b-tch, i feel like i’m a shark)

[verse 1]
hold up, give me a second. i restarted
f-ckin’ a mental b-tch. she’s uncharted
knocked her out with one shot like saitama
b-tch broke as h-ll. credit karma
too big. need a support like bard
call her otis. send her back to the barnyard

[verse 2}
they/them p-ssy got me actin’ up
call me tyler1 cause i’m screaming sup sup
jumpin’ h-lla hurdles here like i’m at a track meet
walkin’ down your street getting candy yellin’ trick or treat
stompin’ on these b-tches lungs like i’m delta
collectin’ cash from my fund. big investa
h-lla futuristic. whippin’ in a tesla
playing stretch 5, south-eastern walker kessler

[verse 3]
wrist pains from jackin’ off all these dudes. could be rheumatoid?
can’t break my addiction to this beat it’s like it’s opioids
my flow is pretty strong. i descended from the beastie boys
contracting homes for cheap like it’s detroit
bees f-ckin’ humans like we’re in the d-mn bee movie
blend that boy’s d-ck up with my t–th like a d-mn smoothie
rapping on this goofy-ass track like i’m baby keem
runnin’ out of breath lookin’ i’m purple like i’m sipping lean
rappin’ on this sh-t h-lla confident like i’m good at s-x
heavily involved in civil rights like i’m malcolm’s ex
rappin’ out the sh-ll like a motherf-ckin’ torterra
cartoon-type sh-t off boomerang. hanna-barbera

[verse 4]
i love cooking meth
walter white
i’m 5’6″
walter height
i cost three elixer
walter knight
i love the soda at mcdonalds
walter sprite
i just sh-t my pants
walter wipe
i main adc, i
walter kite
ar ar ar ar ar
walter flight
1987
walter bite
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[verse 5]
sh-t gettin’ stinky. y’all need some colgate
mixin’ and mergin’ these tempos. amalgamate
take the chicken out the oven. that sh-t looks crispy
tell you ’bout my feelings over dinner. open-heartedly
completely out of context, but do you like raisins?
getting really g-y on the track. over-simplication

- c9h18o

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