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Blatt Video (MV)




Performed By: Jetana
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: John Atanasovski




Jetana - Blatt Lyrics




Givenchy jeans, they cost like three
VETEMENT tee, it cost like two hunnid

Yeah, Yeah, VETEMENTS tee, damn, f*ck it, he got blitzed in it (fah)
He never saw the light of day, f*ck it, 6 feet in it (yeah)
SVJ, I pull out, go Vroom Vroom, go cray in it (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
These special broads, came with the car (car), f*ck em' in it
She pull down the waxed denim, she sucking it
Got a Gucci ring on right now, four hundred
Callin' me emo, but your bitch dig it, she gon' lick it (yeah, for real)

Try to steal the swag, no you cannot, see the shit I see
Try to steal the smoke, no, you cannot breathe like me
Sterling silver lenses, nah, thats CH for you
All I'm tryna say is you can't see what I see, breathe what I breathe
I tried to leave and she handcuffed me, what the f*ck
Metal chrome messin' round, this that real shit (blatt, blatt)
Tech don't jam, nah, I wouldn't f*ck with it (fah, fah)
Green or red, I can't make up my mind

F*ck it, I'ma just get both, I call that shit, akimbo
Goin' dolo just like Cudi, but they callin' me Rambo
Did this shit all by my lone, but they callin' me a clone
Did this shit all by my lone, and now they callin' up my phone
Yeah, I could never switch, nah, but they really did that shit
Yeah, my name is Jetana, get that through your head, lil' bitch (slatt, slatt, blatt, blatt, woo)
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Givenchy jeans, they cost like three
VETEMENT tee, it cost like two hunnid

Yeah, Yeah, VETEMENTS tee, damn, f*ck it, he got blitzed in it (fah)
He never saw the light of day, f*ck it, 6 feet in it (yeah)
SVJ, I pull out, go Vroom Vroom, go cray in it (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
These special broads, came with the car (car), f*ck em' in it
She pull down the waxed denim, she sucking it
Got a Gucci ring on right now, four hundred
Callin' me emo, but your bitch dig it, she gon' lick it (yeah, for real)

Try to steal the swag, no you cannot, see the shit I see
Try to steal the smoke, no, you cannot breathe like me
Sterling silver lenses, nah, thats CH for you
All I'm tryna say is you can't see what I see, breathe what I breathe
I tried to leave and she handcuffed me, what the f*ck
Metal chrome messin' round, this that real shit (blatt, blatt)
Tech don't jam, nah, I wouldn't f*ck with it (fah, fah)
Green or red, I can't make up my mind

F*ck it, I'ma just get both, I call that shit, akimbo
Goin' dolo just like Cudi, but they callin' me Rambo
Did this shit all by my lone, but they callin' me a clone
Did this shit all by my lone, and now they callin' up my phone
Yeah, I could never switch, nah, but they really did that shit
Yeah, my name is Jetana, get that through your head, lil' bitch (slatt, slatt, blatt, blatt, woo)
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Writer: John Atanasovski
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