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letra de spinach! - xomboy

broccoli, kale or spinach
if it’s green i’m with it
i ain’t dumb, go stupid
talk sh-t, yeah i’m fluent
smart, i’m a+ student
you wild? oh just do it
i ain’t dumb, go stupid
i ain’t dumb, go stupid

call me a turnip the way that i turn up
i’m at the beach the way that i surf up
i’m in the kitchen the way that i serve up
i’m in the kitty the way that her skirt up
oh sh-t yeah calm down
you ain’t quiet b-tch yeah you loud
you talk sh-t you outhouse
i’m the cat tom you the little jerry mouse
i been at this rap sh-t for a quick minute
putting in the work just to make a quick milly
tryna bring about my dreams like meek milly
getting strange from the start, bobby brown, millie
they see that i’m crowned king, they be like “really?”
pull up on the bеat like i popped a quick wheelie
brucе wayne, the way i blow there be no ceilings
i’m a master with the cards, sorry there’s no dealing
d-mn straight
fending for myself cos these motherf-ckers tryna eat up off my plate
fighting for my mental, i be getting all these medals, different kinds of metal in my state, yuh
i got commas from my merch drops
give em back like yo purse drop
that b-tch like a pack of cigs the way that her shirt drop
no breaking
like gwen stacy
no saving
all my homies doing numbers you know that i’m next
finally moving on like you from your ex
i don’t gotta prove myself to show i’m best
went from being worse worst to the best dressed
smoked these mothaf-ckers like i smoked a whole pack in the out back
when i say out back, its out back in the way back of an outback
yo bad? my bad, you bad, she bad (yuuup)
came through got this sh-t knockin’, thinkin’ too much might blow ya whole noggin
been through much, then i popped off nonsense, they talk about now but my sh-t been poppin’
hand it off xom, now i feel like stockton
man it gettin hot but i do this sh-t often
throw in the pot lemme get this sh-t rockin’
hot like the crack game 80s i’m on it
pockets not sumo but b-tch i be stuntin’
town got you gassed and i turn you to nothin
i ain’t gettin c-cky, i just k!ll it often, the way that i’m spittin’
i shouldn’t be talkin’ but f-ck it
had to explore all my options and f-ck it up
i kept it real and i’ll never be runner up
double dutch , toss a b-tch, i ain’t a juggla
my team on go, and they wanna be one of us
i spin the globe , an i’m walkin’ on top of ya
got em all nauseous, no one wanna copy huh
i’m gettin sloppy , n0body can stop me
i hit from the back, and i’m feelin’ like rocky huh
hot as a sauna , i’m feelin’ like bobby yuh
go timmy turner i’m gettin my money up

- xomboy

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