lirik lagu klass murda & bgm blakk - no hook
[intro: bgm blakk]
(jester made this)
hold on, hold on
okay
bgm drop gang, n~gga
no hooks
look
[verse 1: bgm blakk]
it ain’t no secret i’m that n~gga (yep)
know it’s a movie if blakk with her (yep)
i ain’t nothin’ like a last n~gga (nothin’)
bet you my d~ck and my bag bigger (facts)
she said keep this up and i might have yo’ baby, boy (have yo’ baby, boy)
f~ck her like melvin did jody, mama on baby boy (hey, hey, hey)
that mean i get in that p~ssy and walk in it (and walk in it)
you makin’ love tryna talk in it (p~ssy!)
i go incredible hulk in it (yep)
after i’m done, let the squad get it (yep)
trust me, ain’t none of my dogs timid (none of ’em)
you say it’s smoke then we all wit’ it (bah, bah)
n~gga, we see through them hard lyrics
you imitation, i’m authеntic (p~ssy!)
mon~cler, jacket, on, my, motha~f~ckin’, back (back)
mon~cler, shirt, match thе, motha~f~ckin’, hat (trip)
i was, f~ckin’, up the, pack (yep)
you might, re~up, up in, sacks (sacks)
for my queen, some mcqueens
with these, motha~f~ckin’, racks (p~ssy!)
you know i’m kickin’ that real sh~t (real sh~t)
i fell in lvoe with this drill sh~t (drill sh~t)
one day, i’mma count up a mill’ wit’
the same n~ggas i played the field with (bgm, bgm, bgm)
don’t be surprised when i scream “drop” (yep)
n~gga, this bgm drop gang (okay)
dirty drum in the clean glock (yep)
empty it out in the drop gang (bah, bah)
[verse 2: klass murda]
n~gga, my first time out west, i felt like it was gta (woo)
i told the plug i was on my way (facts), he text back “what’s the eta?” (skrr)
that was my first plug and i ran off and it wasn’t worth it (p~ssy!)
he keep callin’ my phone but i’m in the hills so i don’t got service (brr, h~llo?)
when i was little, i wanted to be choppa makin’ a band (makin’ a band)
now i’m richer than choppa, just me and my chopper, we makin’ ’em bands (grrt, baow)
i got a gun on my body (boom), i’mma leave with a body on my gun (facts)
and, n~gga, you know my body (body), so everybody better run (boom, boom)
i met a b~tch in my plug house
freaky lil’ cali hoe but she a dub now (woo)
i just met a new one on clubhouse (facts)
she eat the d~ck for a green bean (haah!)
ballin’ like i’m with the dream team
my life a movie, just missin’ my green screen, woo (nah, you goin’ brazy murda, hold on, hold on)
it’s just me and blakk, we back to back
n~ggas know us, and we both bosses (dope boys)
n~ggas know me, they know i’m strapped
i only get robbed by the post office (woo)
n~gga, this ain’t drill (this ain’t drill), this just real (this just real)
the same for you if you ain’t use no vacuum seal (no vacuum seal)
n~gga, this ain’t drill (this ain’t drill), this just real (this just real)
in this pandemic, i saved up a half a mill’ (b~tch, it’s murda!)
[outro: klass murda]
free the 18, n~gga, y’all know how we rockin’
grr
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