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letra de octan - jet trawick

[hook]
got the hot hand
i’m like klay thompson in the clutch
i’m taking shots, man
cause imma make em if i must
they saying god d-mn
they think i’m way too gassed up
i’m sipping octan
my sh-t is way too backed up
i need to drop man

[post-hook]
i got three albums on the way right now
my pal is on my face right now
my place is not a palace but a palace is my place right now
i’m balancing my traits, find out if malice is the way right now
it’s not
i said i got three albums on the way right now
i’m callous in my ways right now
my pal is on my face right now
my place is not a palace but a palace is my place right now
i’m balancing my traits, find out if malice is the way right now
it’s not

[verse 1]
half of my head is pessimistic and the rest is missing
you mention dissing, you wake up, you and the curb kissing
i’m known for crazy, absurd writtens, new world vision
try to take me down, got you dirt digging, i’m not kidding
i’m seventeen at the moment where history was rewritten, i had the frequency kicking harder than messi or bellies of pregnant women
impending victory, headed to golden medals and rose petals, i settle the theory that jet isn’t winning
who the f-ck you think you talking to?
should be bowing down and kissing ground when i come walking through
witnessing your downfall, i called it like an audible
you feeling sore about it, let me cauterize the jawn for you
immortalized in music, let me walk you through it, don’t be shy
speak on me, you know that diss record is a lullaby
rock a bye, baby, when the levee breaks, i laugh it off
every record label cfo will take a tylenol (whoa!)
[verse 2]
extra extra, kid
every excerpt of your sh-t is excrement
exit to the left, my left, that is
in a best of seven series, bet i’m beating you in three
talk to me, i’m bound to walk you, dog, and drag you in the street
especially, the biggest prodigy since prodigy
rest in peace, i’m on the way to adding to the oddessey
obviously, hip hop’s in the best hands it ever tried to sit and nestle in
the best of it’s kind, impressing it, i’m excellent
you will never see another rapper set this kind of precedent
i’m better than the rest, exceptional, there’s no exceptions left
put an x next to your name, like i’m a sentinel of death
by the people invested in me, give me respect
i said talk to me nice or i’m finna bite
this new (smoke) prototype got me feeling ripe
like 33 grapes, blueberry cheesecake vibes
d-mn this weed is fire, i’m high as united airlines
feeling sweet as pie, i get pious, but never airtime
see they tryna silence me like i don’t tear rhymes
up, down, left and right, center, and outside
going wilde, anywhere, anytime
self-titled like janet, on a whole ‘nother planet like mars
black man gotta have it, i’m shooting out to the stars
rip pop, losing leaders for what? sneakers and cars?
all these haters want a piece, when we making peace with the bars (uh)
art form is evolving, pardon the pause
autonomous indigo tryna carve
name in it, slay every minute of beat i’m given
i’m driven, i gotta live on a hundred percent chargeeee
[hook]
got the hot hand
i’m like klay thompson in the clutch
i’m taking shots, man
cause imma make em if i must
they saying god d-mn
they think i’m way too gassed up
i’m sipping octan
my sh-t is way too backed up
i need to drop man

- jet trawick

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