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hvn - rat lyrics

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[intro: ygr]
yeah (blatt, yeah)

[chorus: ygr]
uh, hopped out the plane in some gucci (yeah)
just took the virgil, off white
i been switch that b+tch up till the virgil from louis
i swear that these js not [?]
i swear that there n+ggas will shoot me (blatt)
if they catch me outside in a black maybach
or they catch me outside, it’s suzuki
i ridin’ the tinted, it’s black (yup)
i heard his new sh+t, it was wack (wack)
not trippin’, i keep it a stack (stack)
[?] ride with the mac (yeah)
he f+ck ’round, get hit with a bat
no close+quarter, no combat
his b+tch wanna know where i’m at
she a egghead knowin’ it’s flat
i need cheese, i ain’t worried ’bout a rat

[interlude]

[verse 1: hvn]
hopped in thе benz and i get to a bag
thesе n+ggas lame, goin’ out sad
racks fallin’ out, louis v tag
[?]
[?] kick it out the coupe
take a n+gga sh+t, runnin’ off fast
take a n+gga sh+t, he ain’t get it back
black and black, bad b+tches in the back
ran up a sack, turned to a bag
these n+ggas lucky, [?]
new beamer coupe with the paper tag
[interlude]

[verse 2: bby kodie]
[?]
pull up my sleeve when i step out that hummer
i’m high as a plane, that’s a bird, that’s a comet
ain’t tryna hate on that sh+t, yeah, no comment
turn down the speaker, i beat that opponent
i got that [?] to whoever that want it
i got that fire for whoever want it
bro, you gon’ die if you the opponent
you momma should cry, go make a gofundme
[?] n+gga, who want it?
mob ties, n+gga, we on it
[?]
flip, side, n+gga, be on it
tell no lies, n+ggas be honest
[?]

[chorus: ygr]
uh, hopped out the plane in some gucci
just took the virgil, off white
i been switch that b+tch up till the virgil from louis
i swear that these js not [?]
i swear that there n+ggas will shoot me
if they catch me outside in a black maybach
or they catch me outside, it’s suzuki
i ridin’ the tinted, it’s black
i heard his new sh+t, it was wack
not trippin’, i keep it a stack
[?] ride with the mac
he f+ck ’round, get hit with a bat
no close+quarter, no combat
his b+tch wanna know where i’m at
she a egghead knowin’ it’s flat
i need cheese, i ain’t worried ’bout a rat

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