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letra de flossing - lé jitt

[chorus]
these b-tches talking
hop all with dice and toss em
my diamonds flossing
i pull up i’m gone off the toxins
they keep on talking
i hop out with the drip and pop in
go get it poppin
these b-tches talking
hop all with dice and toss em
my diamonds flossing
i pull up i’m gone off the toxins
they keep on talking
i hop out with the drip and pop in
i got it poppin

[verse]
new sh-t
exclusive karma, hoppin out with a new b-tch
i do this
member old nights fighting thoughts bout them nooses
we two lit
half a kilo if you wanna move it
no new sh-t
she banging wood, but her name ain’t acoustic
these demons chasing after me
they know i do this
my ex was hating now she see
her n-gga can’t move like this
my money breaking out the seems
black jeans, this sh-t can’t fit
no i can’t wait i feel like peep
we really gon’ do this d-mn
since a jitt was all about the backends
dead friends, vlone and my back and
from the smallest state up on the map when
they gon’ get that i was bout that action
half these people fake, that out here rapping
tryna leech off me go get they sack and
coming in my lane, this ain’t track man
back from cali, count up the cabbage
when they gon’ see
i was made for this sh-t like a seed
gon grow like trees
money falling off me it’s so easy
no you can’t be me
sauce be dripping off me like its fiji
pop xans get sleepy
sober gang we out here know you see me

[verse]
check my neck, shining
glow upped, ion even need diamonds
came up from rhode island
ain’t see us so cause we really riding low
keep the top on, b-tch i’m ghost
henny bottles up by the stove
2am im by my lone
backwoods got my back
hold up hold up
new pack gotta roll up
money colors like roll up
hot box in the rover
one night then we zoned up
one night what i told her
one night on my phone woah
one night like solider
i ain’t never force myself to make sad sh-t
i can’t f-ck with these fake f-cking rappers
why you out here tryna rap but you acting
got 45 to punch cause we packing
i was out there in the trap with them f-cking rats
but sing about these b-tches cause i’m f-cking sad
if you want it keep the heat on me f-cking facts
hol up’ watch em run it back

- le jitt

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