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letra de blood or crip - mournteo

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[intro]
open my wallet, what do you seeeee
doubled my racks and you know i’m on fleek

[chorus]
my b-tch she a blood
my b-tch she a crip
coming through fifty round drum with the clip (buh)
he be in trouble i reach for my hip
heart tick it will light like a blip (blip blip)

you know i don’t sip on henny (huh)
stupid b-tch i let off heavy (huh)
cruising downtown in my chevy (huh)
baby and gravy i’m ready (huh)

my b-tch she a blood
my b-tch she a crip
coming through fifty round drum with the clip (buh)
he be in trouble i reach for my hip
heart tick it will light like a blip

you know i don’t sip on henny (huh)
stupid b-tch i let off heavy (huh)
cruising downtown in my chevy (huh)
baby and gravy i’m ready (huh)

[verse #1]
said come through when you ready i told her i’ll come when i’m heavy
huh looked at the time now i’m ready huh
look at his cheeks yeah they gettin’ so sweaty
froze him in time like a yeti (buh)

transfer myself to back of the maybach
scoliosis now she look like a hunchback (ughhhh)
one time drop it down like a hatchback
f-ck a headshot i leave you on the tarmac (boom boom boom boom)

blood drippin’ so clear on a leer
snarky hoe its the time of my year (you know)
best believe that i’ll make a frontier
dyslexic but i have a career (seer)

you think that i rap slow but you don’t know what i’m about (you don’t)
been at this sh-t from the sprout (get get) you open and talk with your mouth (lil b-tch)
don’t… involve… me… with… any of this sh-t huh
you goofy you look like a brit
gummy and split through the mid

boujee i’m white and i’m gypsy huh it take me a lot to get tipsy (momma)
party outside… with 20 year olds but they lookin’ like sixty
hot b-tch gave her pepsi, drop dead, epilepsy

[pre-chorus]
opened my wallet, now you believe (saweeeeet)
sleight of hand and you know i’m a thief

[chorus]
my b-tch she a blood
my b-tch she a crip
coming through fifty round drum with the clip (buh)
he be in trouble i reach for my hip
heart tick it will light like a blip (blip blip)

you know i don’t sip on henny (huh)
stupid b-tch i let off heavy (huh)
cruising downtown in my chevy (huh)
baby and gravy i’m ready (huh)

my b-tch she a blood
my b-tch she a crip
coming through fifty round drum with the clip (buh)
he be in trouble i reach for my hip
heart tick it will light like a blip

you know i don’t sip on henny (huh)
stupid b-tch i let off heavy (huh)
cruising downtown in my chevy (huh)
baby and gravy i’m ready (huh)

[verse #2]
plantin’ the bombs all between of the mezzanines (boom)
drippin’ in prada with sides of supreme
i founded the key of the lyrical toxin (poison)
sip it one time and get hooked, chronic

plug don’t pull up… he smoked all the gas and took sip from the cup
carpet, aladdin… rubbin’ the lamp i want part of the fight club
suck me two times i erupt (you see that)
friction too hard and abrupt (yuh)

hocus pocus manny feeling too tangy
poppin’ tic-tacs go to sleep now i’m dandy (snore sounds)
veilin’ myself as a crip wearin’ yankees
dyin’ my hair horizontal two times (bexey)
snap pic cotton candy
snap pic cotton candy

slip slide through and down on a taxi
round robin flying down in apaches (phew)
such heat, sweat be drippin’ so nasty
volcano, no i’m not cotopaxi (huh)

slinging the bag on my head for the encore
wrap it two times now i’m feeling transporter (skrt skrt)
jason statham gang bangin’ a keyboard
controversial, all we need is some uproar

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