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letra de ogvt - jt, the hippy

[intro: jt, the hippy]
jt, the hippy, cochi$e
vibetribe nation
f-ck your occupation
uh, yeah

[verse 1: jt, the hippy]
why these n-ggas gotta hate (why?)
please get the f-ck out my face
i’m grindin’ and you in the way (move)
plus i’m a hippy i’m puffin’ that haze
n-ggas they plottin’ they keep throwing shade
i keep the peace but you can catch a fade (huh?)
high off this earth i’m up, up, and away (good gas)
pack was too loud now i’m in a daze (i’m smashed)
gotta stay down ‘til you catch a play
man rest in peace to my auntie fae
i’m off that gas i get high everyday
these rappers my prey all they can do is pray (b-tch)
can’t let that f-ck sh-t distract me today (b-tch)
i’m tryna tell ya
if the bag run then a n-gga gotta fetch it (gimme dat)
you know jt, the hippy putting on for texas (triple d)
tryna come up but these n-ggas keep pressin’
vibetribe, jive turkeys jockin’ the dressin’ (st–z)
most of these girls just a lil too messy
shawty wanna kick it, i said i am not messi
cut that hoe off if she steady tryna stress me
call me a professor way i teach a n-gga lessons
‘cause you know this life can get real ill and hectic (eww)
money on lift so they know i’m flexin’
money on lift so they know i’m flexin’ check

[chorus: jt, the hippy]
you better keep a pipe it’s a crazy life
you could die tonight that’s why i’m
smoking on kites
that other sh-t can’t get me right
might po’ a fo’ up in my sprite
them the laws, cut the lights
only good vibes tonight
but disrespect you gotta fight

[verse 2: cochi$e]
grew up getting paper
n-gga wasn’t worried ‘bout a hater
never worry ‘bout lil problems
i just go about my day
i’m going hard i’m going hard
can’t n0body win my race
i been styling since a little one
so how could this be fake
i grew up wit real n-ggas
so i know to keep my lane
i’m going in i’m going in
n-ggas taking all the fame
we turning up & going dumb
makin hits we ain’t gone quit
chase the sh-t its on the run
this ain’t just no rapping sh-t
and it ain’t no trappin sh-t
i’m about as average as the average kid
the only difference is
that
when i spit
ima truly wreck the sh-t
i should’ve went to school for this
youd think id be too cool to spit this crazy sh-t
but im straight attacking it i must not quit
ima go in and get all of it
h-lla money need the fame
chi$e you gonna know the name
this ain’t a game this ain’t a game
this world done drove me out my brain
b-tch

[chorus: jt, the hippy]
you better keep a pipe it’s a crazy life
you could die tonight that’s why i’m
smoking on kites
that other sh-t can’t get me right
might po’ a fo’ up in my sprite
them the laws cut the lights
only good vibes tonight
but disrespect you gotta fight

- jt the hippy

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