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letra de bleach - jimmy yitty

[hook]
you was p-ssed off
i remember that time
i’m in the trap
tryna bleach, no dye
that b-tch a treesh
i’ll tell her go die
i was selling the china
serving the thai
you can’t fool me are you fry
you tried to tell me you don’t know that guy
just like maury that was a lie

[verse: jimmy yitty]
you all on my ig, you tryna spy
i ain’t f-cking no b-tch i was looking for pies
15 hours, who drives?
can’t leave bro alone, no can’t be tired
ski mask on b-tch you know i got ties
i styled my bro and my b-tch look fine
the way that she suck it, i thought she was mine
i making her touch it; busta rhymes
what she did was disgusting
girl that’s haram
i said that i’m ready
i ain’t playing around
invested in stocks
had a play outta town
i watch what i say
whеn it bame out my mouth
i was depressеd i was laying around
now i go to the bank i’m smelling like loud
used to sleep with a shotgun just like al
still ain’t cap, that’s not my style
huh
how i kick flows
i make ‘em say ow
you wanna feat
better have paypal
you’re not my friend
you’re not pal
when you up
they wanna see you down
when you up
they wanna see you down
[hook]
you was p-ssed off
i remember that time
i’m in the trap
tryna bleach, no dye
that b-tch a treesh
i’ll tell her go die
i was selling the china
serving the thai
you can’t fool me are you fry
you tried to tell me you don’t know that guy
just like maury that was a lie

[verse: sammi shyne]
they still in a rush
i’m all into distance
i took a trip to the gym, no y
flipping the pack, i turned to a gymnast
pretty lowkey, but i ain’t that shy
i didn’t care who was there in attendance
dance with the devil, god is my witness
eye of the tiger, blood of the sickest
f-ck if they hate me, i love me a critic
she really rate me though
she h-lla thick from the side, my god
lemme see that ratio
hit from back, put her back to the side
girl what ya take me for?
you lie on my mind
i’m bleaching you out
heart going black, that sh-t going south
stop in the a lemme see what it’s bout
she drool on the z, she wet in the mouth
i’m high off the trees, she sticking around
don’t fall for me, you not that down
when you up, they wanna see ya drown
when you up, they wanna see ya down
[hook]
you was p-ssed off
i remember that time
i’m in the trap
tryna bleach, no dye
that b-tch a treesh
i’ll tell her go die
i was selling the china
serving the thai
you can’t fool me are you fry
you tried to tell me you don’t know that guy
just like maury that was a lie

- jimmy yitty

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