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letra de wthout a plan (feat. bojax) - tokes_ec

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[chorus]
(huh)
gotta bust my wrist
cookin’ up the music with my own lil twist
we gon’ film a fl!ck
hit it so good that the memory sticks
imma dip out quick
she try to grab on my hand yeah
hit me i block like a pan yeah
shootin sh-t without a plan yeah

[verse 1]
like pass that sh-t, pull it out, make it count
take it puff puff pass, this pack gettin’ loud
light it up like fireworks, pull me out in a he-rs-
might just see me cough it up, we at the bench you know it hurts

baby, can you ever let me go
tryna chill wit homies but you tryna get a blow
i respect you, but you know i can’t take it
vibin’ wit the fellas, that’s law, can’t shake it
velvet, bake it, later imma taste it
catch me outside wе so wasted
but you know i’m gettin’ steps in
track it back now wе jumpin’
baby lets race you down, gettin’ smoked like salmon, baste n all, gonna get you slappin’
quote john paul, yeah the futures packin’
not the og, yeah mans the second

but i caught this fish from the pond o’ beauty
sorry to the old, but respects to rudy
not walkin’ the lands but a legend truly
make a catch 2 fly, now we groovy

[bridge]
i’m flexed like time so i bend it
supersized and maxed like it’s granite
shoot my shot, hit a trick, i land it
looking for the top, make a bop i planned it

[chorus]
(huh)
gotta bust my wrist
cookin’ up the music with my own lil twist
we gon’ film a fl!ck
hit it so good that the memory sticks
imma dip out quick
she try to grab on my hand yeah
hit me i block like a pan yeah
shootin sh-t without a plan yeah
[verse 2]
went 2fly now i slow down
down the road when i smoke imma puff puff to the playground
i don’t play around try to speak on me like roddy imma run ya down
buggin’
buddy try to act like he been thuggin’
grew up in the suburbs we ain’t strugglin’
still got all these people out here buzzin’

now pass me the mic full throttle no coddle
got 100 reason to stop and i still come hostile
lookin at ya legs and they still wobble
remodel your face, when i get too mad i’m awful

only 4 or 5 out my town still going
pull up anywhere movin’ around and they knowing
want a feature cause u know that we soon to be glowin’
with a big bag all to myself no owing

[bridge]
start a scene do a scan
might soon start a clan
you might think u the man
but you dont got this wingspan

[chorus]
(huh)
gotta bust my wrist
cookin’ up the music with my own lil twist
we gon’ film a fl!ck
hit it so good that the memory sticks
imma dip out quick
she try to grab on my hand yeah
hit me i block like a pan yeah
shootin sh-t without a plan yeah

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