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letra de drip - hxppa

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(chorus)
aye, keys in ignition
foot on the gas
like ‘rello we twistin’
stu’ time, don’t ask boy
unless you is spittin’
i’m chasing the plaques
you at home wishin’, yeah

(verse 1)
saint laurent on the break (skrrt)
windows opaque
swoop up lil shawty
we b-mping my tape
eight for shoes
stat pulling views
two gs on my waist
don’t get it confused
never rock fakes
straight from ladue
i get to the cake
then i jimmy choo
gucci my watch
shoes look like socks
do songs in one take
that sh-t in your que

i drop this sh-t at 80k
i keep climbing
don’t follow no leader
who say sh-t? not simon
i smoke misdemeanors
be graphic designing
send heat through your speaker
made this beat
i’m grinding, wow
these stars aligning now
why you so quiet now?
d-mn

hold up i’m still going

(verse 2)
i know you ain’t heard from me in lil minute
this harmony tertiary
burberry’s tinted
girl my head on mercury
memories vivid
still speak in hyperbole
repping raf simons
electric blue turtleneck
f-ck with the vision
that hxppa my circle rep
making transitions
i’m smoking on purple sh-t
stereo image
i write like a journalist
no politician
won’t add to that turbulence
my plays five digits
i k!ll beats i’m merciless
burn weed like bridges
i revel in purchases
impulse decisions
when these sounds resurface b-tch
b-ss drum drum be kicking
got all heat like furnace
hear these chords they switchin
henny in my thermos
do dabs while i’m trippin’
i’m counting these earnings
collecting these listens
but these lines get blurry
at times i get distant

(chorus)
uh, keys in ignition
foot on the gas, girl
like ‘rello we twistin’
burning through cash, girl
i got bills like clinton (aye)
you ain’t chasing a bag, foo
like who is you kidding?

(verse 3)
i f-ck up 6 six stings
like i know the ropes
im snipping your wings
plays all on the globe
i b-mp in beijing
i got tabs like chrome
i ball like ch ching
gucci cologne
jewelry swing
all up on my clothes
crew boutta link
boy watch your tone
you should rethink
i’m in my zone
my supreme hat pink
your text read like my phone

(bridge)
i stop thinking when the night starts falling
f-ck these labels i’m all in
plays go straight to my wallet
till you nail my coffin
i’m all froze
neck be frosted
playing shows
gucci cotton
couple months outta pocket

(chorus)
keys in ignition
foot on the gas, girl
like ‘rello we twistin’
burning through cash, girl
i got bills like clinton (aye)
you ain’t chasing a bag, foo
like who is you kidding?

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