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letra de popped out! - bl4st

[chorus: bl4st]
i just popped out with a couple sticks, my diamonds drip like rain
turn your fridge into a freezer cause the ice that’s on my chain
ill be remembered in society, ill leave a mark like twain
need a construction hat cause i’m going up just like a crane!
that’s yo girl but she keep eyeing me, i think that hoe want fame
asking me for everything i swear these people be so lame
that’s a big -ss mansion is that really yours i think it ain’t
you be living in the slums your house is worth less than my chain!

[verse 1: bl4st]
i’m like a leprechaun because if you meet me you are so lucky
told that girl that my name trust fund so she better f-ckin’ trust me
told that bih’ she from the bakery cause she so d-mn crusty
ice so cold you might get sick your nose might be a little runny
all these shots you throwin’ at me i evade em’ cause i’m bl4st
you can’t throw that shade my way, cause my iphone got a flash
diamonds hit might leave a rash, wet up the block you hear a splash
catch yo girl its like i’m, i write the date i do the dash
yea the inside is the best, i’m up all night don’t get no rest
but my music good i put it to the test, against my mind, against the rest
against the rest, against the feds, i got so much up in my head
it wanna come out but i keep that sh-t till i’m dead
watchin’ the blue lights and look oh no they’re f-cking red
i guess another person broke the law that keeps them out the dread
i got a needle, gotta thread
i talk to little unlike ted
cause i know that when i wake up i might not be in the bed

[verse 2: destroy ev]
yeah i do a lot of xans, and i do a lot of wok(yuh)
yeah that boy is p-ssy all he ever do is talk(all he do is talk)
yeah i took his girl, she wasn’t on lock
ever since that day, i was aiming for the top
real k!lla’ sh-t, real k!lla’ sh-t (end his -ss)
you don’t even got a strap, but you want this stick(you want smoke)
that girl does not love you (nah), but you wanna hit
i been sipping way too much, all i do is sip, yuh
i do a lot of xans, and i do a lot of wok
yeah that boy is p-ssy all he ever do is talk, uh
yeah i took his girl, she wasn’t on lock
ever since that day, i was aiming for the top, yuh
real k!lla’ sh-t, real k!lla’ sh-t
you don’t even got a strap, but you want this stick, uh
that girl does not love you, but you wanna hit
i been sipping way too much, all i do is sip, yuh

[verse 3: .wav]
b-tch i’m popped out, got my c-ck out
i don’t gotta condom so she got the sock out
b-tch i rock now, whatchu want now
you sleep on me, but when i get big you will not talk now
blowing up like allah akbar
smoking on dope, b-tch i been far
lightin’ that sh-t like a campfire
i will not vanish no ghost writer
i’m just chillen’ put words to the beat
lil’ b-tch i will not stop i won’t take defeat
i’m a bit kinky but i don’t do feet
if your sh-t crusty then ima’ retreat

-written by bl4st

- bl4st

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