lirik lagu lil montè (3l) - blik blak blow
[intro: lil monte]
(it’s a santana production)
got these diamonds on, i hold my chest up
and she love to listen robin banks and pressa
(sspiketrap, you k!lled it)
and she in the backseat holdin’ my [?]
and they sayin’ me and bizz that we next up
and they love to talk sick, but they can’t test us, no
we smokin’ jay jay, and we smokin’ stenno
you gettin’ x’d out like it’s tic~tac~toe
we pull up to your block, and it’s blik~blak~blow
[chorus: lil monte]
got these diamonds on, i hold my chest up
and she love to listen robin banks and pressa
and she in the backseat holdin’ my [?]
and they sayin’ me and bizz that we next up
and they love to talk sick, but they can’t test us, no
we smokin’ jay jay, and we smokin’ stenno
you gettin’ x’d out like it’s tic~tac~toe
we pull up to your block, and it’s blik~blak~blow
[verse 1: blvd bizz]
smokin’ dead opps ’til my heart hurt
leave a couple hollows in a opp shirt
i be in my feelings when i pop percs
i just wanna see another opp merked
and n~ggas really think they need an oscar
i’m tryna spin the block and make his mom hurt
you need a body to join the roster
and put a switch on the glizz, turn to a chopper
put a switch on the glizz
yeah, my n~ggas really ridin’, yeah, you know what it is
mhm, pull up, no chin up
leave him doa, now he can’t even get up, uh, yeah
[chorus: lil monte]
got these diamonds on, i hold my chest up
and she love to listen robin banks and pressa
and she in the backseat holdin’ my [?]
and they sayin’ me and bizz that we next up
and they love to talk sick, but they can’t test us, no
we smokin’ jay jay, and we smokin’ stenno
you gettin’ x’d out like it’s tic~tac~toe
we pull up to your block, and it’s blik~blak~blow
[verse 2: lil monte]
still in a stollie, ridin’ lonely, smokin’ smokey
take your top off, holy
cold heart like i’m scarface, tony
in the trenches with my henchmen
glizzies, switches and extensions
and we in the ‘woods smokin’ on your bestfriend
on that jay jay, on that sten’~sten’
[chorus: lil monte]
got these diamonds on, i hold my chest up
and she love to listen robin banks and pressa
and she in the backseat holdin’ my [?]
and they sayin’ me and bizz that we next up
and they love to talk sick, but they can’t test us, no
we smokin’ jay jay, and we smokin’ stenno
you gettin’ x’d out like it’s tic~tac~toe
we pull up to your block, and it’s blik~blak~blow
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