lirik lagu bklue rollxn – bacc 2 bacc
[verse 1: blu rollxn]
b-tch i’m gettin money imma have to hit you later
comin thru so many bands i think i need a calculator
and i wish a n-gga would i have you swimmin with the gators
lately adding up them digits steady sippin for my kidneys
pop the perky got me dizzy he be k!llin in my city
don’t be actin like you wit it when you partners really snitchin
that’s the difference from my crippin b-tch we came up from the trenches
hard headed never listen i’on care bout your dissin
[verse 2: lan splurge]
i done run it up on n-ggas now they wanna f-ck with me
i get that p-ssy leakin every time she on the phone with me
i’m rockin three chains you ain’t taking nothing foolery
turn up at the show now that b-tch wanna come home with me
steppin out in public with the 40 for security
what you drop a rent n-gga (?) i threw that sh-t on jewelry
imma f-ck your b-tch ‘n make her hop up in the coupe with me
busted on probation but i know he still gon shoot for me
[verse 3: blu rollxn]
if i go outside you know i keep the toolie close to me
bow-tiag (?) gon blow for me
hope you ain’t the blind to see
that i’m the type a n-gga that’s always gon keep that fire on me
go ahead and try the luck you better hope not try on us cuz imma let that iron bust
i lay y’all n-ggas time up
you better come and find us cuz we uh have you tied up
just like a clipper we’ll have you n-ggas lined up
i might f-ck your b-tch and switch i know they got you fired up
[verse 4: lan splurge]
imma f-ck your b-tch and send that hoe right back to ya
she suckin on the d-ck just like a motherf-ckin dracula
‘n never leechin on a n-gga i’m the one who cappin bruh
posted on a n-gga block just like a f-ckin status huh
take the n-gga status ‘n instead they steady loading
imma keep this sh-t one hunnid no my gang ain’t foldin
i just hit the store for a fanta just to pour it
all this money on me but my soul ain’t sold
[verse 5: blu rollxn]
i ain’t stoppin till the preacher speaking to your mama
and imma pop it till a n-gga see you six feet under
that n-gga see me off in traffic now he stevie wonder
there’s snakes all in my gr-ss i can’t f-ck with these anacondas
im droppin bombs up on these n-ggas call me blu osama
b-tch i’m outside wit that 30 you don’t want no drama
if i could catch you imma have to kidnap all your partners
and they gon tell me ay i spot some we gon pull up with choppers
[verse 6: lan splurge]
ay f-ck a chopper blu i’m tryna get a helicopter
a lot of dreads on my head i turned into a rasta
i know the feds really mad cuz they can’t stop us
and every n-gga round me is a f-ckin shotta
and yeah you know we came from nothin eatin them benihanas
i’m tryna get a bag b-tch so i pour hunnids
n’ n-ggas never get no money cuz they in some drama
and if i tell you that i love you i was never honest
[verse 7: blu rollxn]
these n-ggas actin like some b-tches always in some drama
he in his feelings boy i think he miss his baby mama
when splurge call me imma bust his head just like a bottle
we got two b-tches suckin d-ck without no f-ckin problem
i’m smokin gas everyday to try to ease the problem
demons inside of my thoughts i’m tryna get ’em off me
and if a n-gga want a show you know that sh-t be costin
i keep my stick up on the road you know a n-gga cautious
[verse 8: blu rollxn & (lan splurge)]
(n-gga no option i got the stick on me
i’m gon blow this b-tch if you try to come off me)
lately been thinkin bout puttin these bodies in coffins my n-ggas not wit all that talkin
(thinkin bout 4 em which one i was walkin (?)
i’m sippin on medicine but i’m not coughing)
how can i get away b-tches be stalkin
she see me in person her panties start falling
(let me turn up on the beat
her n-gga don’t wanna jack i’m gonna fee
i’m bout to flex on these n-ggas no reason
b-tch i’m a king but i don’t play for cleveland
i can peep all that fake sh-t from a mile away
we gon take over n-gga bout a block a day
just copped the watch but i don’t set the time a day
waking up wonder what else i’m gon buy today)
look to the lord and we prayin for better days
i might pull up and send shots out the escalade
b-tch i go on a drill and i shoot i won’t hesitate
i smoke this gas everyday just to meditate
put that beam on your face i’m so high that i touched out of sp-ce
f-ck n-gga better just get out my way
fore i pullout that glock and just aim ‘n i spray
pull up ‘n shoot you and let your -ss lay
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