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letra de plain! [feat. desire] - nxvemberblue!

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[chorus]
b-tch i get higher than a plane
these n-ggas sounding the same
diamonds all over my wrist, and neck
b-tch i’m not goin’ out plain
like what you gon’ do
i’m with the n-ggas that love to shoot
kan got a [?] out the coupe
we get high sippin’ on juice
[?] on double c
these n-ggas look up to me
i’m what they wanna be
up in the [?] with the bands on me
[verse]
i’m tryna go bust down
with them n-ggas that don’t f-ck around
you better go get a new b-tch
what is you doing, that hoe is a clown
she takin’ a look at my wrist
staring too hard, that hoe gon’ drown
we uping up with them glocks
hit his car make it stop
all of my n-ggas they really some demons
born to clutch that chop
bro tryna catch him a hat
up in a srt h-llcat
switch it up, hop in a beamer
that’s how it be when you rich like that
yo b-tch she be up in the honda
claimin’ that’s boujee b-tch stop that

[verse 2]
yeah
i be sippin’ activis
you say that she bad, i got a badder b-tch
f-ck then leave like it’s an accident
in a f-ckin’ grave that’s how we packin’ him
twin glocks on my body, that’s a pocket rocket
all you hoes, you be broke as f-ck
yall be pocket watchin’
walked up in the party
b-tch i’m goin’ up, and i’m never gonna stop it
choppa kickin’ sh-t just like it’s liu kang
imma f-ck her, and her friend now she goes two ways
yo b-tch know my song, that sh-t on replay
choppa burn his body like we cremate
sippin’ dirty juice, mud up in this minute maid
yo b-tch steady f-ckin’ me, she said that you was minute made
g-l-o-c-k came wit a switch, and it’s gon’ melt his face
spin his f-ckin’ block twice, we made him disintegrate
[bridge]
just look at the wrist uh huh
lil’ bro you get clipped uh huh
big ass stick uh huh
we walk him down like a b-tch uh huh

[chorus]
b-tch i get higher than a plane
these n-ggas sounding the same
diamonds all over my wrist, and neck
b-tch i’m not goin’ out plain
like what you gon’ do
i’m with the n-ggas that love to shoot
kan got a [?] out the coupe
we get high sippin’ on juice
[?] on double c
these n-ggas look up to me
i’m what they wanna be
up in the [?] with the bands on me

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