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lirik lagu cblakk - on the road 2

{intro}
(gentle beatz)
(donte you snapped on this one)
(doom)

verse 1 — {cblakk}

glasses on the road, breaking glass, gettin’ real sticky
when we touchdown, grab a renny, trynna crush the city
i don’t really care for fame, i’m trynna run me up some chicken
hit the road and hit the road till we run up a millie
i see n~ggas doing shows, but they ain’t doin’ none with it
know some n~ggas selling bows just to run up a ticket
i’m from lauder — he ain’t got a route, jit better bubble
i’m from adale he ain’t got no cheese, jit you in trouble (broward county)
i’m a hustlеr out adale, trynna get it in
remеmber stealing cars broad day, trynna switch the van
ain’t have no shoes to go to school, was wearing the same timbs
now the bad b~tches on me — they say my name him

verse 2 — {cblakk}

glasses on the road, breaking glass, gettin’ real sticky
when we touchdown, grab a renny, trynna crush the city
i don’t really care for fame i’m trynna run me up some chicken
hit the road and hit the road till we run up a millie
i ain’t going like them other n~ggas i’m a bagger
say your ass and get you smacked i can make it happen
keep the peace, ’cause we get creep sh~t get real tragic
i’m a humble young n~gga but can turn savage
i’m trynna stay from beef they got my choppa dancing
mobbin’ with my n~ggas every night we some b~st~rds
see a future with the rap i’m trynna bring the bands in
need my momma slime good in that brand~new aston
if you see that he with me, last man standing
when the pressure come on, i don’t do no panicking
my name jack — think out the box, find a way to handle sh~t
deactivate my page and n~ggas go to vanishing (doom)
verse 3 — {cblakk}

glasses on the road, breaking glass, gettin’ real sticky
when we touchdown, grab a renny — i’m trynna crush the city
i don’t really care for fame — i’m trynna run me up some chicken
hit the road and hit the road till we run up a millie

verse 1 — {blp kosher}

i’m with cblakk — i met the reaper and i know em well
control the traffic with this mac — i don’t know baby mel (at all)
this sh~t i’m clutching might f~ck around and cast a spell
i tote the magazine they won’t let me on xxl
and b~tch, i’m trynna beat the road for the rest of my life
he doing wheelies on commercial — he got knocked off his bike (he got knocked off his bike, cracker)
this sh~t don’t make no sense — is he a zombie or a real right
how the opps not even hebrew but they pockets israelite
all these bodies he done smell, he going nose~blind
trying to tell them ’bout the crib — this sh~t’s a gold mine
they know i’m concrete surfing through that coastline
they don’t believe this sh~t exists — they front like this a nose grind (waterrrr)
aye, these opp hoes hopping off, clock block luigi kn~b
sh~t like knock them stoppers off
you grind too hard, they say you sold your soul when you start popping off
chicken on yo top — we let it ring, come grab a choppa choppa (doom) (waterrrr)
verse 4 — {cblakk}

glasses on the road, breakin’ glass, gettin’ real sticky
when we touchdown, grab a renny — i’m trynna crush the city
i don’t really care for fame — i’m trynna run me up some chicken (el snappo) (uh)
hit the road and hit the road (el snappo) (uh) (uh) (uh) (uh) till we run up a millie

verse 1 — {el snappo}

soon as a n~gga say he got pressure, bounce out with that gen
servin’ super fit, all in the scat — i had to switch the van
jit wearing pooh shiesty nike mask — won’t leave no fingerprint
get a n~gga swept under the rug — ain’t gotta pay for sh~t
i got rich off servin’ boy — 12510
trappin’ like a motherf~cker — prescription pill like cvs
amiri on my pants — 1200 for the cartier lens
dropping glass at the atm — my custo walk it in
hustlas on the road, breakin’ glass, gettin’ real sticky
got cblakk the reaper with me, trying to touch us a 50
i can’t have a conversation if we ain’t talking ’bout chicken
them bows drop — i’m gettin’ pounds off like planet fitness
i’m a living legend — shallow side n~gga, i come from the trenches
in the penitentiary, thuggin’ hard — f~ck a rap image
uh uh — n~gga, i ain’t the smallest, i’m the largest n~gga, i’m the f~cking trimmest
come through in a vert, gold daytons — n~gga, my tires skinny (doom)
verse 5 — {cblakk}

glasses on the road, breaking glass, gettin’ real sticky
when we touchdown, grab a renny, trynna crush the city
i don’t really care for fame — i’m trynna run me up some chicken
hit the road and hit the road till we run up a millie

- lirik lagu cblakk

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