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letra de tell 'em! - reetkat

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yeah
(yaaaah yaaaah) ritty! hah!
j city in this … uh (wait!)

verse 1:
my mind been going places
cloud chases, road rages, can’t control the paces
big dreams, big schemes, on a thirsty ting
i flip sh-t, answer phone
man’ah ring ring
got me going insane sh-t
consummated but i’m faded tryna mix the jaded and elated feelings
on the trillest yeah i skated
might’a lost control of the function so i think i shifted
i done lost my sp-ce, alternated my grace, tryna get lifted like what
(what what!)
but i know i still stay the illest
y’all been on some baby sh-t
i been with godzillas; godzillions of ’em (yeah!)
the hyperion of ’em but a chameleon with ’em (yeah!)
that’s my ism and schism n-gga tell ’em!

hook:
flying sky high; i’mma never know the trenches
ball player till i die; i’mma never know the benches
pick a side pick a side; why y’all sitting on the fences?
see my vision third eye; you gon need some extra lenses
j city in this b-tch
know we jiggy with the sh-ts
know me; litty ritty finna k!ll you with the glitz
i ain’t ever been a d-ck but these suckers been on mine and you know they k!ll my vibe. finna k!ll ’em in a bit yeah
(tell ’em!)

verse 2:
yeah too blessed but still i spazz out (spazz out)
feeling too fresh to take the trash out (trash out)
haha-ha-ha i got the magic; abracadabra but you backward like arabic
when i’m at it
you don’t know the motive
thinking i’m slow-comotive
maybe you loco notice how i be on the rollers
yeah i mean how i’m rolling
look at me i’m all golden
yeah i finna storm you when i unfold like trojan
but you know i stay solo dolo; crowd make a man lose focus (yeah!)
on good vibes i’m overdosing (overdose)
maybe you could come ride; get on my wave homie (get on my wave homie)
on good vibes i’m overdosing (i’m overdosing)
get with the wave homie (get with the)
get with the wave homie (get with the wave homie)

hook:
flying sky high; i’mma never know the trenches
ball player till i die; i’mma never know the benches
pick a side pick a side; why y’all sitting on the fences?
see my vision third eye; you gon need some extra lenses
j city in this b-tch
know we jiggy with the sh-ts
know me; litty ritty finna k!ll you with the glitz
i ain’t ever been a d-ck but these suckers been on mine and you know they k!ll my vibe. finna k!ll ’em in a bit yeah

tell ’em!
tell ’em!
ooooooh yeah
ooohh tell ’em!

- reetkat

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