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jasper good and trixx - blast off lyrics

[intro]
do you feel hot?
(?) i’m hot thanks!
hot, i feel f-cking hot
lets get it
(whistle)
it’s trixx, g double-o-d
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
pull up on the beat i might just blast off
i be drivin’ through the streets i get to nascar
skrrrrrt
all these p-ssy b-tches think i take they mask off (mask off)
if your hatin’ on my sh-t i might just blast off
[verse 1]
catchin’ my feet, yeah
it’s all that i see
it’s all that i need, yeah
it’s all that i need
you f-ckin’ with me, yeah
i can’t breathe, yeah
now you can’t read, yeah
now you can’t read
money and the power is the only thing i want
you can hear it in my songs
i can feel it in my bones, yeah
she be up in it
she be up in it
she be up in it she f-ckin it she be runnin on my (?)
pull up on that beat
park my car and then i skeet
all over your wifes jeans
wake up and then i repeat
it’s always the same routine
you know i’m stackin this cream
you know i’m flappin my wings from smokin all of this green
ya these p-ss-es think i’m different
i’m a rare breed
f-ckin with my b and that sh-t bear hit
trap up in the club and people stare at me
now they know my f-ckin name they tryna tear me
now you know my name you tryna tear me down
your lifes a joke your like a f-ckin clown
me and trixx were the sh-t
were like escobar
try to hit but you missed cuz we set the bar so high ain’t n-body gonna reach it
don’t lie everybody wanna be this
but i work hard to achieve it
i know we gon’ make it i believe it
so for now
it’s blast off like it’s nascar
take off in a fast car
switch names when i meet lames
i’m insane
you don’t wanna know whats goin on inside my brain
hit the nos and i skrt off away from all this bullsh-t
yeah get the money stay focused
they love to hate ya i know this
this life will live ya i chose it
so lets get the money stay focused
better let me shine its my moment
[chorus]
pull up on the beat i might just blast off
i be drivin’ through the streets i get to nascar
skrrrrrt
all these p-ssy b-tches think i take they mask off (mask off)
if your hatin’ on my sh-t i might just blast off
[verse 2]
all these diamonds on my wrist that she can’t pay for
your handlin all my sh-t
just what im made for
its ok these b-tches like and i get payed more
oh theres money in my hand i wanna make more
[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
i wanna make more
i wanna make more
yeah

- jasper good and trixx lyrics

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