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Blake Kelly Hudson
Blake Kelly Hudson
Künstler:in
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Blake Kelly Hudson
Blake Kelly Hudson
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Yeah I got some hoes and not a lotta clothes
Myself only thing I oppose, tryna be like me
Yeah I got some goals and, I'll tell you on this flow
Oouuu, no no no
I cross 'em off playing tic, tac, toe
Oouuu, no no no
Friends turn to foe while, I'm chilling on the throne
Oouuu, tryna be like me
Yeah you know that she got a nice body
And the shit was exotic, and she ride it Ducati(oof)
Really listen to my logic, I'm the bomb like atomic
All these watches it is chronic, and we flashy like electronic
They is really microscopic, and the visions really optic
This, this something catastrophic, and the talents biologic
In my veins neurologic, and I got that psychologic ou
That was real nasty know they tryna pass me
But I'm only going half speed(ah)
Yeah they tryna trash me but they look past me
I got it like the great gatsby(yuh)
No they don't like us, not in the slightest, and they wanna fight us
'Cause we the joint, yeah like it's arthritis
And I made 'em sick like they having a sinus(oof)
Yeah I got some hoes and not a lotta clothes
Myself only thing I oppose, tryna be like me
Yeah I got some goals and, I'll tell you on this flow
Oouuu, no no no
I cross 'em off playing tic, tac, toe
Oouuu, no no no
Friends turn to foe while, I'm chilling on the throne
Oouuu, tryna be like me
Yeah you know that she got a nice body
And the shit was exotic, and she ride it Ducati(oof)
Really listen to my logic, I'm the bomb like atomic
All these watches it is chronic, and we flashy like electronic
They is really microscopic, and the visions really optic
This, this something catastrophic, and the talents biologic
In my veins neurologic, and I got that psychologic ou
That was real nasty know they tryna pass me
But I'm only going half speed(ah)
Yeah they tryna trash me but they look past me
I got it like the great gatsby(yuh)
No they don't like us, not in the slightest, and they wanna fight us
'Cause we the joint, yeah like it's arthritis
And I made 'em sick like they having a sinus(oof)
Yeah I got some hoes and not a lotta clothes
Myself only thing I oppose, tryna be like me
Yeah I got some goals and, I'll tell you on this flow
Oouuu, no no no
I cross 'em off playing tic, tac, toe
Oouuu, no no no
Friends turn to foe while, I'm chilling on the throne
Oouuu, tryna be like me
Written by: Blake Kelly Hudson
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