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letra de brad spitfire - nino

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[hook]
i pulled up and they think they’re hallucinating
i swear nobody, i swear nobody can duplicate me
me and the fake never shared no communication
and let’s be real i wouldn’t give a fuck if you was hating

[verse 1 – kp]
b-tch get the fuck out, watch me do
you need to see what’s real
ok i need a b-tch, but shorty need a pimp
what should i do in this case? time to get some money
shit, what am i even saying, it’s always time to get some money

need to be stuntin hard on em, pulling up in that (vroom) nigga
i don’t even like people, better give me some room nigga
matter fact my weed smell is strong, i be getting high like the moon nigga
say that i’m a fake? b-tch you high off what? shrooms nigga?

underground kings, like the fucking metro
got some goons in a-city, all the way to tetreaux
stunt my jordans retro, like i was carmelo
try me i’ll bring you back to mellow

[hook]
i pulled up and they think they’re hallucinating
i swear nobody, i swear nobody can duplicate me
me and the fake never shared no communication
and let’s be real i wouldn’t give a fuck if you was hating
b-tch get the fuck out
i whip the water, i spit fire
i blow smoke, i spit fire
you think you high, b-tch i been higher
in a galaxy nearby brad spitfire

[verse 2 – kp]
all my niggas ball, we not athletes
let the money talk, show my neck piece
always talk to it, that’s my bestie
duffle bag in the front, you in the backseat

they ain’t even mad at me they know what it is
fuck a baby momma drama i’m about my biz
fake niggas get exposed, snitch niggas getting smoked
b-tch niggas getting slapped, your b-tch getting boned
any nigga should’ve known, woah

i got what you want shawty i got what you need
i got what you asked for baby call me pusha t
prolly got the molly, or the speed, ecstasy
shawty white, but the trees made her look chinese

[hook]
i pulled up and they think they’re hallucinating
i swear nobody, i swear nobody can duplicate me
me and the fake never shared no communication
and let’s be real i wouldn’t give a fuck if you was hating
b-tch get the fuck out
i whip the water, i spit fire
i blow smoke, i spit fire
you think you high, b-tch i been higher
in a galaxy nearby brad spitfire

[verse 3 – jayjay prosper]
my spliff fat, call dispatch, spit crack, my shit smacks
track lit my lips are matches, matter fact i turn shits to ashes
and fuck you rapping b-st-rds, i’m a fucking track -ss-ssin
aiming at you f-ggots faction, leave your whole cr-p damaged

my shit is satisfaction, cuz that’s just how i feel
i’m k!lling with a p-ssion, and nigga i can’t chill
my shit is worth a mill, my sk!lls could pay my bills
but to keep it real i don’t really seek a deal

this music shit’s imaginary
rappers rapping ’bout shits they never seen like fairies
niggas acting tough as shit but sweeter than berry
so don’t come near me cuz fake niggas really scare me
just like carrie

[hook]
i pulled up and they think they’re hallucinating
i swear nobody, i swear nobody can duplicate me
me and the fake never shared no communication
and let’s be real i wouldn’t give a fuck if you was hating
b-tch get the fuck out
i whip the water, i spit fire
i blow smoke, i spit fire
you think you high, b-tch i been higher
in a galaxy nearby brad spitfire

- nino

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