Blixkadon

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[Hook] .45 with a drum, damn I gotta get me one Wake up dreaming 'bout some bands like I gotta get me some Whipping work in the trap, hit the block make some funds See 12 pulling up, finish up, gotta run Got the titties in my guns, that's a hunnid rounds Put a silencer on a barrel it won't make a sound Too real for the fake shit, I ain't playing dumb We should shoot or fight it out, bitch it's a blickathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon [Verse 1] Bitch you want smoke with me, better pick a gun I prefer to shoot it out, bitch I ain't one of them GMG money gang, we want smoke with anyone Hit your block when I slide, then I re, back around He was acting tough but he sweet likе some Honey Buns Body dropping on the opp sidе, fuck keeping count You might think I need a bandaid how I'm in the cut Kidnapping assault throw him up in the trunk Word around town that he did go pick him up Apply pressure when I slide, bitch I ain't playing soft Met that bitch named Ivy, and she look magnificent She gone let me hit from the back, hit from the front How you stunting on the gram but look like a fucking bum Fake flexing on the gram, broke go get you some Roll up that pressure pack, smoking gas in my lungs High off the ecstasy, can't feel my fucking jaw [Hook] .45 with a drum, damn I gotta get me one Wake up dreaming 'bout some bands like I gotta get me some Whipping work in the trap, hit the block make some funds See 12 pulling up, finish up, gotta run Got the titties in my guns, that's a hunnid rounds Put a silencer on a barrel it won't make a sound Too real for the fake shit, I ain't playing dumb We should shoot or fight it out, bitch it's a blickathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon [Bridge] Get rich or die trying, kill for the benjamins Live like a soldier, I don't fear many men Was jammed up, broke as hell tryna make a bill Now I'm on the block with that work tryna make a sale [Hook] .45 with a drum, damn I gotta get me one Wake up dreaming 'bout some bands like I gotta get me some Whipping work in the trap, hit the block make some funds See 12 pulling up, finish up, gotta run Got the titties in my guns, that's a hunnid rounds Put a silencer on a barrel it won't make a sound Too real for the fake shit, I ain't playing dumb We should shoot or fight it out, bitch it's a blickathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon Blickathon, blickathon, blickathon, bliackathon
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