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Tavasti
Tavasti
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baad beats collective
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I'm gonna pick up the flow, I'm gonna show that I'm cold and I'm gonna drop it He said I'm broke, my fit ain't for show, does he know I got four hundred four in my pocket Temperature feelin' too low, I'm heatin' it up and they watchin' from under my rocket Block him, we boutta deal with the problem, catch him in traffic, he better stop it He wanna hide, he wanna stay in his house, so we gonna get him at night Hit the detective, doctor, nurse and the cops and nobody ever gon' find him Turn on the siren, he want the smoke then we set off alarms, we ready to fire He keep on tryna get higher, tryna be fly, we put that boy on a flyer We in the cut, just like a knife, you getting left, we getting right We getthing paid, you get a fine, you getting ate We finna dine, who wanna fade, it's never a fight What did he say, he better not lie She want some diamonds, she want some ice I'm not The Weeknd, I cannot provide Hit licks, slick rick, bet he want it back though Live rich, misfits, meet me at the backdoor Stick, switch, clip, clique, closer than my shadows Swift flick, fits hit, still put on that hat though Hit licks, slick rick, bet he want it back though Live rich, misfits, meet me at the backdoor Stick, switch, clip, clique, closer than my shadows Swift flick, fits hit, still put on that hat though One shot could make you stop talking, just like a period One hook could make him stop questioning if I'm serious One line, leave him exclaiming that I'm delirious One song, I'll leave him waiting until I appear again Living up to expectations, the hype ain't dying down Sip away my situations, I'm trying to wine it down Put away my limitations, I bet they write them down Shadow work, that's the way y'all move while I'm shining out Hit licks, slick rent, bet he want it back though Live rich, miss fits, meet me at the back though Stick, switch, clip, clique closer than my shadows Swift flick, fits hit, still put on that hat though Hit licks, slick rick, bet he want it back though Live rich, misfits, meet me at the back though Stick, switch, clip, clique, closer than my shadows Swift flick, fits hit, still put on that hat though Turn a studio, to a restaurant, cause I'm whipping up and I'm serving They want a funeral cause they talk a lot, but they dead silent in person They talking out of they neck, hollows gon open his head Just like a surgeon, I go to bed I get so tired of working, y'all is a burden This is Tavasti, ain't trying to talk to nobody All of my sections, private I get so fly like a pilot, they wanna try it End up Osama Bin Laden I'm pulling tricks out the hat like it's magic Students in Pali get mad I left his girl with a chocolate milk mustache That's what's gon' happen You better stop all the yapping Baby steps, I might break the ground if I drop today Baby steps, that's how they approach cause they was still afraid Baby steps, if money's on my head, nobody getting paid Baby steps, we gon' raise the roof, you still need a raise Hit licks, slick rick, bet he want it back though Live rich, misfits, meet me at the backdoor Stick switch, clip clique, closer than my shadows Swift flick, fits hit, still put on that hat though Hit licks, slick rick, bet he want it back though Live rich, misfits, meet me at the backdoor Stick switch, clip clique, closer than my shadows Swift flick, fits hit, still put on that hat though Swift flick, fits hit, still put on that hat though
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