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letra de descolorido - vita flare

[intro]
f-ck, turn it on (woah)
oh, they done talking?
are-are they done talking?
can i start?
okay (i’m back)
this is my album, it-it’s a tape actually, listen

[chorus]
pimp sh-t, i just get the money, all business
benzes, baby, i’m a simp for them benji’s
mackenzie, she throw that ass back and sending you snaps
you hit it? i’m dead, you didn’t
hábitos horribles
blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
en el club, club
encendido tarantino
we go vroom, vroom
room so private
oh my god, she suck so violent
descolorido
i cannot see through the weed smoke
todos mis sentidos
head to my tippy toes

[verse 1]
i been in a league of my own for a minute
right after the show, she just want me to hit it
i did it, you didn’t, no
b-tches just face me (yeah)
blunts just— (they do)
i said what i said, you don’t talk in my head
she go like sito
i just got the chips like a frito
count it, count it
i just got a cheque no accountant but i
run sh-t like i know how you
talk so much your music sound like
you threw up outside the booth and now you
walked in, you huffing the glue i feel like
the king the crown’s on me
you zombies tryna act like
my sounds not what it is and now you
talking down you f-cking kids i know
one thing’s for sure
there’s room for both of us, counting roses you got the loaded gun
just kidding
i know you a wimp, i’m grinning
[chorus]
pimp sh-t, i just get the money, all business
benzes, baby, i’m a simp for them benji’s
mackenzie, she throw that ass back and sending you snaps
you hit it? i’m dead, you didn’t
hábitos horribles
blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
en el club, club
encendido tarantino
we go vroom, vroom
room so private
oh my god, she suck so violent
descolorido
i cannot see through the weed smoke
todos mis sentidos
head to my tippy toes

[verse 2]
who that, who that, who that
i’m the newest, nice to meet you
how he do that, do that, do that
not congruent with the way this sh-t been going
i don’t pop bad pills, i just pop advils
i take shrooms on a week day
do what i do, no he say, she say
you cannot stop me
yeah, i move c-cky
island like bali
boxing like ali
i am on fire like i am azula-zula
hop in the cooler
obviously i’m a student of buddha
disappear, bermuda
my soul will last forever yours
will go straight down to h-ll with your
petty d-mn sins, you look like you
don’t know what you want with this life
[chorus]
pimp sh-t, i just get the money, all business
benzes, baby, i’m a simp for them benji’s
mackenzie, she throw that ass back and sending you snaps
you hit it? i’m dead, you didn’t
hábitos horribles
blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
en el club, club
encendido tarantino
we go vroom, vroom
room so private
oh my god, she suck so violent
descolorido
i cannot see through the weed smoke
todos mis sentidos
head to my tippy toes

- vita flare

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