BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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POIGNANT
- //Hook//
- I got racks on racks on racks
- Shorty bounce and she throw it back
- Double cup and I'm leanin' bad
- New Balenci's, mismatch tags
- Who that? Peezus, I’m lit
- Too much ice, think my wrist gon twitch
- Zoom zoom, coupe got wings
- Hop out clean, my fit don’t miss
- Money talk, and yours got a lisp
- //Verse//
- Fuck with me, I pop ya dome like it’s a soda
- Bring that smoke, I’ll deliver them spherical drums, it’s over
- I’m her pimp, no friend nigga, you now no longer own her
- Deep throat, returned home, stated her throat hurt
- She pop out to my location simply to produce me loud
- Go on, open up, now no longer them legs, I suppose yo mouth
- Baby ballin to me, crying her new nigga ain’t enough
- I don’t care approximately no sign, I do it off the cuff
- Bumpin Jay, slanging dough out for that bread
- Yeah, we going fast, fuck the cops, fuck the feds
- Subaru three hundred were given a few Nitto at the bitch
- Cruising down the short lane withinside the overseas whip
- //Hook//
- Who that? Peezus, I’m lit
- Too much ice, think my wrist gon twitch
- Zoom zoom, coupe got wings
- Hop out clean, my fit don’t miss
- Money talk, and yours got a lisp
- I got racks on racks on racks
- Shorty bounce and she throw it back
- Double cup and I'm leanin' bad
- New Balenci's, mismatch tags
- //Verse//
- It’s difficult to pin what you can, gadget eyes on a few sly tactics
- Uncooked peep the tactics, Panama exercise, you try and tax it
- Pins and needles like I landed on a cactus, you dont flow motive, you passive
- Much less I Zapp Brann, it’s now no longer on my planet rattling it
- Rap savage with mass harm, too alien, I crash landed
- Tyrannical manic, motive panic amongst the average
- Empirical equipment too godly, my navy is biblical
- I’m a lyrical miracle spiritual individual, nigga
- //Hook//
- Bumpin Jay, slanging dough out for that bread
- Yeah, we going fast, fuck the cops, fuck the feds
- Subaru three hundred were given a few Nitto at the bitch
- Cruising down the short lane withinside the overseas whip
- I got racks on racks on racks
- Shorty bounce and she throw it back
- Double cup and I'm leanin' bad
- New Balenci's, mismatch tags
- Who that? Peezus, I’m lit
- Too much ice, think my wrist gon twitch
- Zoom zoom, coupe got wings
- Hop out clean, my fit don’t miss
- Money talk, and yours got a lisp
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