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letra de blister - lil finch

[verse 1]
rapping till i get a blister
roll a joint way i hit your sister
diamonds on my wrist
those diamonds are my fist
you best watch your jaw
yeah watch out your mouth
grab some soap and wash it out
here’s some quotes that i’m tossing out
name the goat then cross it out
i’m taking that spot like i’m parking now
poppin’ that xan like i’m checkin’ how
might od i’m p-ssin’ out
see your girl i’ll be her mr
take her home then i might fist her
your girl act like she a blister
won’t f-ck off attached like trisha

[chorus]
blister blister, i’m rappin’ for that blister, blister blister i’m attackin’ for that blister, blister blister, i’m rappin’ for that blister, blister blister i’m attackin’ for that blister, blister blister, i really want that blister, blister blister, i just want that blister ay

[verse 2]
trippin so hard these colours be crazy
20 on the highway my vision so glazy
puffin some clouds this sh-ts so hazy
so lightheaded i’m fallin’ through greatly
if i want clout these guys they’ll pay me
if i wanna sprout these guys they’ll make me
see your b-tch and she call me baby
finna pop off before i get lazy
all my friends say i act shady
ask if i’m ite and i say maybe
just poppin’ more than i been lately
feelin’ so good i just want gravy

[chorus]
blister blister, i’m rappin’ for that blister, blister blister, i’m attackin’ for that blister, blister blister, i’m rappin’ for that blister, blister blister, i’m attackin’ for that blister

[verse 3]
switchin’ lanes when i be racin’
switch so fast just like my phrasin’
raps i spit they are my cravin’
fill me up in bars i’m sprayin’
ask me leave no bih i’m stayin’
don get mad but i ain’t payin’
light you up and you’ll be blazin’
blood l-stfull and i’ll be slayin’
in my way and you’ll be prayin’
move ahead no point in trailin’
i ain scared but you be quakin’
i be still and you be shakin’
make a move your life im takin’
you think i’ll cry but sh-t im fakin’
i’m a man, not some b-tch wastin’
dat sense of fear that sh-t i’m tastin’

[verse 4]
now i don’t want to be that guy
but this sh-t be a piece of pie
try to diss me you will die
you’ll go home and you will cry
grab a rope that sh-t you’ll tie
show it to me don’t act so shy
grab a chair and stand up high
then jump off and you will fry
blame on me but i will lie
in that court i will just sigh
feet on desk lookin’ so fly
head is back up to the sky
acting chill might close my eye
make me bad well you can try
but i’m so sneaky i’m so sligh
i can slide in thru the night

[verse 5]
now i’m finna go down and scr-p
when i go down there you i’ll slap
on the ground, your bones will snap
and i will stand there and just clap
while you’re laying down all flat
think about this stupid cr-p
spread your wings and start to flap
fly away and act all that
stupid c-nt you’re such a rat
lookin’ dopey with face tats
wipe my feet u are a mat
glaring at me through a flap
poke your eyes might even tap
why u look like a thai trap?
now i’m done and here to scr-p
when you leave don’t turn your back

- lil finch

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