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code blu & where is blix? - stress 0! (sped up) كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
​sora

[verse 1: code blu]
yeah, i wanna play with that fire
no, i’m not gonna get tired
you can call me if it’s dire
’cause no way i’ma leave now
take my baby, we gon’ leave town
crashin’ out, i’m off a bean now
tell me where you wanna eat out
o_o_out my business, lemme talk my sh_t
like, why you wanna know where the f_ck i’ve been?
i’ve been chasin’ a bag, i’ma do it again
i can do it again, and i’ll slide in a benz
talkin’ that sh_t ain’t gon’ do nothin’
you think that you him, but this chopper bustin’
you already know that i got it, okay
got ’bout twenty_four shots that gon’ hit to yo brain
i cannot f_ck with you, you is not gang
we are too different, we not even the same
laughin’ too much ‘causе i’m gettin’ that bank
you are not goin’ nowherе with all that hate
it’s part of the mission, that you cannot stay
this chopper on me, it don’t f_ck with no lames
i don’t need a rec, i can get it anyway
i don’t need you controllin’ like i’m playin’ a game
[verse 2: 2halosani]
lane switch steady, check my live right now
it’s a queso study, i’m outside right now
pay so steady, supersize right now
keep a grip right now with a eight_cylinder on the whip right now
mad max, huh
why the rims so fitted?
gemstones slotted ’round my neck, huh
wanna break me down, wanna take my sound
got a lotta new haters on my plate right now
got a lotta red tape, i’m tryna break through
fatal flash, soul catch, like it’s take two

[verse 3: soraxleblanc]
baby, wanna talk? i ain’t finna make you
talk too much, now i’m stuck in my head
sippin’ on lean, girl, i’m off of the meds
he get sh_t poppin’, i’ll pop him instead
he talkin’ too much, off with his h_h_head
money on my mind, got a lot of this bread
brodie talkin’ online, why he talk out his neck?
d_don’t wanna talk if it’s not ’bout a check

[verse 4: 2halosani]
i don’t wanna take it personal
talk out his neck, it’s a spot for the dead
if you talk to me crazy
par for the course, it’s a brand new whip
it’s a luxury car, we ain’t drive a mercedes
we now know who the top was
ate out with the plate like a potluck
you ain’t ever in that convo, you dumb f_ck
sharin’ sp_ces with me was just dumb luck
[verse 5: soraxleblanc]
b_b_b_b_brain fog, movin’ real slow
baby, i love you, i’m lettin’ you go
talkin’ too hot, then i’m uppin’ a pole
hop out the phantom and hop in a ghost
n_gga stackin’ fat racks
b_blue bills, i can’t fit ’em in my backpack
played his song at the party, all i heard was a laugh track
think he bet he better than me, n_gga smokin’ bad crack

[verse 6: code blu]
i ain’t really stressin’ sh_t, but they better spin back
baby with that bubble b_tt, i_i’m finna that
walk around with that fire, i’ma pull out that .9
this be the day you finna die
let me just walk ’round with my sh_t
inspire too many, go get you a fit
g_glock .40 finna go pop like zit
black and white, feel like a spy in this b_tch
black and white, i needa cop me that rick
they wanna copy me, i know i’m the sh_t
diamonds too heavy, i broke my wrist
who really f_ck wit’ me? i can’t miss (i can’t miss)

[outro]
i’ve discovered the deep ultimate lifeform goes by the name of co–

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