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letra de blue notes - hxppa

off a pill
where the roof go?
two modes
smoking k!ll to the tombstone
dudes choke getting too close
my wrist two-tone
whole crew know
i feel like coltrane
all these blue notes

i’ve been stacking pennies
baby checks, you don’t impress me
spent your rent on new giuseppe
to the cake like little debbie
got you weaving green and red beams
circle small, ed, edd, and eddy
really out here gucci stepping
i’m a jet, b-tch i’m benny

chasing plaques off a mac
black on black to the fendi
b-tch, i’m back on the map
that’s a fact, hoes ain’t ready
stacking dead’s, mixing meds
fresh to death
b-tch acting friendly
i got gems
you smoke stems
there ain’t sh-t you can tell me

don’t step up in my session
‘less you respect my investments
sipping stella in margiela
young fella in heron preston
spitting venom
white denim
i’m telling you ‘take a lesson’
don’t reckon i’m second guessing
i’m flexing all through your section

my kicks thump like karate
i bodied the beat
all this grind got me groggy
these ain’t tommy jeans
it’s trap or i’m rocking
or more in between
girl, i’m so out of pocket
won’t stay in my scene

off a pill
where the roof go?
two modes
smoking k!ll to the tombstone
dudes choke getting too close
my wrist two-tone
whole crew know
i feel like coltrane
all these blue notes

b-tch, i’ll do this by myself
break my skeletal
ysl, fendi belt
my sh-t h-lla cold
raise the decibels
these other projects just don’t compare to me
i’m professional
no metronome
i’m hearing dudes spitting bars i already wrote

and i’m always getting technical
through tinted gucci spectacle
i still ain’t hardly met my goal
let ‘em know i won’t settle though
you act like i won’t check you though
man, nothings ever set in stone
i just found my tempo
my game’s x-mode
baby, don’t approach

getting to it from the get-go
all designer, nothing special
tend to lie right through your dental
make tenfold of what you peddle
can’t keep my ass in the kennel
my level is off limits
you hitting the wrong rhythms
you hear me hopping through several
can tell i rock with it
is that what you call spitting?
hotel room, we all sipping
don’t f-ck with no small vision
with every song written
they off of the wall dripping
i swear girl i ball different, ball different

off a pill
where the roof go?
two modes
smoking k!ll to the tombstone
dudes choke getting too close
my wrist two tone
whole crew know
i feel like coltrane
all these blue notes

- hxppa

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