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letra de spilling tea - vi finesse

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[verse 1]
(ice up in my cup, when it’s hot outside
tryna shade my sun, but i always shine
lemonade my mental, all the lemons’ life
pour it in my tea, mixing all that hype)
pour it in my tea, missing all that hype
boys up in my city, mixing zine with sprite
claiming they die slow, tryna get that high
i just make my own, let that mixed boy fly
on since 2012, i made that 4.5
four summers on the wave, yeah i take that drive
talk about me, it don’t cross my mind
y’all just falling short, y’all just fell behind

[hook]
people hate me like i was spilling tea
ain’t my business, it ain’t killing me
you just sold your soul for what i got for free
you just want the drama, i just want degrees
people hate me like i was spilling tea
ain’t my business, it ain’t killing me
you just sold your soul for what i got for free
you just want the drama, i just want degrees
[bridge]
people hate me like i was spilling tea
ain’t my business, it ain’t killing me

[verse 2]
i’m minding my paper
i save it for later
there’s no instigator
y’all crack like a crater
y’all say “drop a banger”
y’all flattened like tater
i am undertaker
i’m b-mping that flavor
y’all float like a saver
i gave y’all a breaker
i love all my haters
then pray for the savior
you dream for the gator
i dream for the fader
the cover, the slayer
you’re meeting your maker
on top like i’m champagne
played this role like i’m all main
ain’t no side, ain’t all plain
thank my god, i’m not vain
kept my heart with no pain
kept my soul to stay sane
kept my sun for that rain
y’all cooled off from that flame
like whoa
(he’s too hot like volcan’
strike a pose from that frame
some of y’all got no shade
but y’all ask how i hang?
mind my own paper like the 12th grade
haters gonna cheat, fans will always wait)

[hook]
people hate me like i was spilling tea
ain’t my business, it ain’t killing me
you just sold your soul for what i got for free
you just want the drama, i just want degrees
people hate me like i was spilling tea
ain’t my business, it ain’t killing me
you just sold your soul for what i got for free
you just want the drama, i just want degrees

[outro]
people hate me like i was spilling tea
ain’t my business, it ain’t killing me

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