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letra de ​stop breathing - jenx2

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[intro]
huh, ayy
alright, i’m just gonna say this one time with straight bars
heh-heh
okay, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy

[verse 1]
“jen where you been? and it’s like you been missing”
b-tch, i’ve been cooking in the kitchen
like i’m spitting bars like a prison
my name in they mouth like i’m wisdom
now i’m finna turn to a villain
i’m cautious, ain’t showing no symptoms
the squad and i pull up with gear like a mission
i don’t give a f-ck if i’m given permission
i don’t give a f-ck if i’m getting forgiven

[bridge]
plus, i don’t even really care about it
i cannot see because my vision clouded
no need for decision when you’re really ’bout it
bruh your indecision is gon’ leave you grounded
that’s why i’ma be [?] like a [?]
and i got them all bowin’ to me like a fountain
these lowlifes are never gon’ do sh-t, they [?]
i call up yo’ b-tch like my car got impounded, b-tch
[chorus]
huh, huh, huh, huh
oh, my, god
these f-ckers odd, these b-tches all a façade
i got a scope like it’s cod
so don’t hold yo’ breath or you might nod
he f-ckin’ hot, all of them streams that you bought
you thought you wouldn’t get caught
you just a b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch
like my dog
you just a cog, in the machine you a bot
you b-tches don’t got no thoughts
so don’t you hit my line and suck my c-ck
you was an opp, throw him around like a mop
buck made a beat, it’s a bop

[verse 2]
i am a titan [?]
i grab on the mic and that f-cker turn golden
bruh i’m spitting molten
but look at my body, it’s frozen
my neck steady wet like a ocean
[?] b-tch
i grab some gas then i roll it
then i grab a lighter, then hold it
then light up, inhale it, then hold it
these b-tches don’t know sh-t
like y’all better stop, this a notice
[bridge]
wallow in [?], so mo’f-ckin’ f-cking hopeless
i’m not the type to go f-ck with the bogus
i want a check, b-tch, give me a bonus
i cough on the gas and [?] that’s potent
sitting around, holy sh-t, you’re a waste
ain’t an elite, let alone even place
ain’t in the street, let alone even race
hysteria has got the mo’f-ckin’ wave

[chorus]
huh, huh, huh, huh
oh, my, god
these f-ckers odd, these b-tches all a façade
i got a scope like it’s cod
so don’t hold yo’ breath or you might nod
he f-ckin’ hot, all of them streams that you bought
you thought you wouldn’t get caught
you just a b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch
like my dog
you just a cog, in the machine you a bot
you b-tches don’t got no thoughts
so don’t you hit my line and suck my c-ck
you was an opp, throw him around like a mop
buck made a beat, it’s a bop, b-tch
[outro: duke nukem]
i can do this all day

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