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letra de ​bloodontheleaves! - ​​pathos! (bos)

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[intro: billie holiday]
strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
blood on the leaves

[hook: pathos! & billie holiday]
b-tch i be k!llin these beats (d-mn)
i came in here with the remix i had to tell all these n-ggas to (breathe)
we do not need sticks you can’t compete with
uppin the chop and we told him to freeze
i just be drippin it down in my fleece
knock that boy off if he come with a sneak
now we got (blood on the leaves)

[verse]
d-mn, thats crazy as f-ck
i pour up the lean and i’m gettin straight hundreds
feel like i’m kobe i’m getting these buckets
i pop me a bean, what i say? f-ck it
you british or something? we call you a muppet
we walk that boy down with a glock 17
i turn to that b-tch and say get on your knees
i want me the queso i want me the cheese
blaster on me like my name mr. freeze
way before i met your mother boy i was a virgin my n-gga she made me a sl-t
lil n-gga you crazy or what?
i’m finna pop out
i got a stick in the truck
hit up my ese
rip like a beyblade
i did a race jus to get to the stack
she got p-ssete
lookin for quese
mexican b-tch and she throwing it back
we takin shots like a movie
dont really build but i’m grabbin the toolie
a n-gga ain’t never really gettin coochie
but bro ask for help and i slide like im toosie (b-tch)
first call up jade and she reverse the v
lackin the pack so we call up khalee
we pull up on ez to light up this tree
paden the goat and he roll it for free
[hook: pathos! & billie holiday]
b-tch i be k!llin these beats (d-mn)
i came in here with the remix i had to tell all these n-ggas to (breathe)
we do not need sticks you can’t compete with
uppin the chop and we told him to freeze
i just be drippin it down in my fleece
knock that boy off if he come with a sneak
now we got (blood on the leaves)

[verse 2]
i get that pack and i chop it up chop it up
everyone geeking they talking up talking up
if that boy leaking then i will not mop it up
that n-gga broke so that boy cannot shop wit us
anime n-gga who came with the punches
your b-tch she gon’ eat me like my name is lunch
that white hoe come f-ck me when she done with brunch
said it before but you cinnamon crunch
write your name down in my death note
next to my verse sketch your head with a pencil
come with a hand like i’m itsuka kendo n-gga
and the whole team got extendo n-gga
snap on the remix my n-gga i’m p-ssed
cap in my raps but a n-gga could spit
pop that boy head like i stomp on some chips
no vvs but we still got a clip (grah)
cause i’m just subject to the bands
don’t send the zelle i want green in my hand
shooters on go like this fl!ck on demand
feel like a blueprint its part of the plan
like what
i’m just collecting the bread
talk on the team thats an m on your head
we ake that boy cartier whole lotta red
that b-tch on me and she ride like a sled
[hook: pathos! & billie holiday]
b-tch i be k!llin these beats (d-mn)
i came in here with the remix i had to tell all these n-ggas to (breathe)
we do not need sticks you can’t compete with
uppin the chop and we told him to freeze
i just be drippin it down in my fleece
knock that boy off if he come with a sneak
now we got (blood on the leaves)

[outro: billie holiday]
freeze
freeze

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