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Flawed
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Flawed foi lançado em 20 de abril de 2025 por #BTO como parte do álbum Flawed - Single
Released20 de abril de 2025
Selo#BTO
IdiomaEnglish
BPM104
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Valence
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Letra

I mixnation for real
I tryna get rich up off the bank, they don't know I'm the imposter
This bih here so bad, think to myself, like, how the fuck I got ha
****, I rap the real, but for that deal, I'ma get hella proper
This za pack heal the pain inside my veins, what the fuck is a doctor
Hardest in my city, these **** don't rap, I'd rather call it twaddle
Hittin ha from the back when she get up, the bitch walk with a waddle
In school to be a nurse, but on IG, shawty look like a model
She ain't got no goddamn kids, but always wanna bottle
****, I'm goin' through phases, half of me be wantin' to rob the bank
And the other wanna rap on stages, either way, lil Joche' goin' up
Like, why I send my praises It's hard, cause **** be scared to show support
Motherfuckers call it glazing, I don't give a fuck, just pay me
Dealin' with my money, only time I'm cool with different faces
Told them folks that I was gon' be rich and they looked at me crazy
Right now I rock rosary , I tryna go Johnny dang it
Real **** poetry, these are not your average phrases
Blocked da bitch that night, woke up the next day, ain't een think to miss her
You got one fuck up, then I hate you, and you get cut like scissors
When shit get real, they talkin' gunna like they thug these boys is not no killers
I had to find myself again, for real, I had a talk in the mirror
Bae lets catch a vibe and get higher than a spaceship
She eyeing me down and she bad as fuck, she bound to get her lace lift
Perfect sex, but no perk dick, baby, I don't take them
I'm nothing like your last ****, I can't relate to him
Where im from this shit get slime, you better keep your gun
Rappin' to make it out, I swear to God, this not for fun
I don't like attention, so you can keep the fame, on god
Five, four, three, two, momma yo boy the one!
I tryna get rich up off the bank, they don't know I'm the imposter
This bih here so bad, think to myself, like, how the fuck I got ha
****, I rap the real, but for that deal, I'ma get hella proper
This za pack heal the pain inside my veins, what the fuck is a doctor
Hardest in my city, these **** don't rap, I'd rather call it twaddle
Hittin ha from the back when she get up, the bitch walk with a waddle
In school to be a nurse, but on IG, shawty look like a model
She ain't got no goddamn kids, but always wanna bottle
Written by: Joche Berry
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