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letra de heads or tails? - missing texture

okay, so the game works, i flip the coin
and in the air, you say “heads or tails”- you gotta call it…
okay, uh, a little late but call it
(“that’s not boler mani-“) heads!
ski mask, uh, but i’m not the slump god
people-people call me sh-t, but they know i don’t flaunt
i’m a hot shot, bout to spit some hot sh-t
artist to the listener- i think you’re really hot sh-t (tails!)
now i’m back, and, people wonder where i’ve f-ckin’ been
had to finish up my junior year and decorate my den
had to finish on some b-tches, percolation for their skin
now it’s time i rinse-repeat for senior year, do it again (heads!)
layer in the instruments, i’ll f-ck up all your filaments
remember writing lyrics with my homies, now i’m selling ‘em
i tend to find releases in the smaller things, i cherish them
so i’mma leave the body out in beckley, i’m in tennessee (tails!)
gimme the maracas, i’mma tear it like baraka
i just f-cked up all my chakras
looking back i think you oughta
maybe look into yourself and find the problem, man i got ya
yeah if i was you and you were me you’d blow it with zendaya (heads!)
boler mani, bring the synthesizer
people label me a womanizer
swim up in the p-ssy like a scuba diver- ah!
not a cypher, i’m mt the scrutinizer
you’re not in my trust circle, you’re ben stiller, meet the fockers, i’mma-
i’m macgyver, not complacent, i’m a sniper, mind is vacant
i am proper, ‘til i’m faded, i got pfizer, i’m evasive
safety corner, but i’m jaded, i’m chris kyle
f-ck the stories you be spinning, hit these b-tches from afar
(tails!) i’m a missile, hear me whistle
baby bend it back she nimble (aye!)
jarate fluent, but it’s fluid, man i’m mental, you be buggin’
k-mi gomi (組ゴミ) sensei speaking through me
know you hate the new me (ehh)
baby i’m just f-ckin’ with ya, think i might be egotistic, oh my god
twirl, i don’t really need that girl
count a couple benjis, and, then i flush that, swirl
pop a few pills, watch my best friend, he hurled
i-i-i’m a demigod, ruler of the new world (heads!)
uzi vert, uh, aye but no gemstone
yeah i hit the l!ck and then i split, no ice cream cone, yea
red vest, b-tton up, shiny black shoes
shave my f-cking head, you see the barcode soon (hush)
i could do this all day, something like steve rogers (hush)
and i’mma keep it clear i have no fear i’m mr. rogers (hush)
if you steppin’ to me i assure that it’ll cost ya (hush)
cause i ain’t playing with you, this that bittr glittr aura
f-ck you mean, b-tch?
stop-
(hush)

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