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letra de out da blue - tafia

[intro: tafia]
(ayo, josh, make that sh-t bang)
don’t study me, just study what i do (what i do)
trap hard, then get rich out the blue, n-gga (alright)

[chorus: tafia]
don’t study me, just study what i do (phew)
trap hard, then get rich out the blue (out the blue, n-gga)
nothin’ but fast cars like bml, this two (yeah, this two)
i don’t act hard, i like to laugh and shoot (haha, hahaha)
okay, get rich out the blue
pull up different coupes
felt like they were watchin’ me, ’cause i was watchin’, too (ah)
[?] k, twenties, fifties, i got a suite, too (uh-huh)
i did the race
jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (let’s go)

[verse 1: tafia]
knick knack, paddy whack, they gave a dog a bone
made a hunnid bands, then i went and dropped a song (let’s go)
spread my wings and i took off, tafia on the roam
a lawyer, too much money, nine zones, get him gone (pew)
florida boy with the sauce, dead counted hustler
i don’t need to catch up, old hundreds smell like mustard
hit him with that switcheroo, pull up different coupes
she walked out of her ex life, baby need new shoes (uh-huh)
gangster to the core, real b-tches i adore
bein’ bad ain’t enough, what you got? i need more
i started off with a three-five, then flipped that to a seven
flipped the seven to a half a zip, then hit for a quarter p
middle-man my way to a whole thing, so it made it cheap
five months later, my right wrist cost a quarter key
[chorus: tafia & icewear vezzo]
don’t study me, just study what i do (phew)
trap hard, then get rich out the blue (out the blue, n-gga)
nothin’ but fast cars like bml, this two (yeah, this two)
i don’t act hard, i like to laugh and shoot (haha, hahaha)
okay, get rich out the blue
pull up different coupes (phew)
felt like they were watchin’ me, ’cause i was watchin’, too (ah)
[?] k, twenties, fifties, i got a suite, too (uh-huh)
i did the race (phew)
jumped on a swoop (phew) and came back (mm) with some loot

[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
yeah, don’t ever cop no plea, we pull up hawkings sh-t on feet
put two thousand on his head to show that talkin’ sh-t was cheap, huh
pint of wocky clean, that b-tch ain’t cause me sh-t but three
i be flossin’ just like meek, don’t take no losses, we defeat, huh
you a b-tch, your boss a b-tch so that mean you’re all hoes
[?] for myself, got fifty demons i can could call on
rappers thought we’d need ’em, so it’s f-ck ’em, we gon’ ball on
rich n-gga, i don’t wanna f-ck, i want that jaw bone
marty millionaire, was slappin’ white and now we grabbin’ heights
throw my [?] around up in the sky, sh-t look like flashin’ lights
ever listened to them n-ggas’ music, you the cappin’ [?]
tryna hear him say that he ain’t told, i seen that black and white
pop a double g, sh-t got me sleepin’ like it’s benadryl
obvi’ ain’t sign no n-gga to my label, ‘less you did a drill
[chorus: tafia]
don’t study me, just study what i do (phew)
trap hard, then get rich out the blue (out the blue, n-gga)
nothin’ but fast cars like bml, this two (yeah, this two)
i don’t act hard, i like to laugh and shoot (haha, hahaha)
okay, get rich out the blue
pull up different coupes
felt like they were watchin’ me, ’cause i was watchin’, too (ah)
[?] k, twenties, fifties, i got a suite, too (uh-huh)
i did the race
jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (let’s go)

- tafia

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