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letra de glxw - blokka $olo

[trap dylan]

f-ck the game in my lane i don’t need that beef
team eatin’ good, so you can catch that heat
while my life be a movie, yeah you stuck in the seat
thinkin’ bout what you could’ve been but not like me
on another level while i’m sippin’ codeine
keep that drank in my cup while i’m servin’ the fiends
opps sit on the side but they can catch that beam
shooters really with me and they stay unseen
all these numbers on the line and that sh-t be real
back against the f-ckin’ wall whеn i feel the steel
talkin’ mafia numbers cause wе thumbin’ through skrill
so if you want me dog then you might get k!lled
pop pop motherf-cker
ha
chop chop made it fine in numbers
in the field this ain’t dumb and dumber
comethazine in the fiending summer
when i’m servin’ outside and i feel them bugs
soundin’ like the drug fiend all on them drugs
i’m weighin’ weight
they don’t feel my buzz
til a couple hollows hit em all in my mud
put it on my tombstone “r.i.p
motherf-ckin’ legend in the alb”
trap dylan, with the llc
f-ck the game in my lane i don’t need that beef
team eatin’ good, so you can catch that heat
while my life be a movie, yeah you stuck in the seat
thinkin’ bout what you could’ve been but not like me
on another level while i’m sippin’ codeine
keep that drank in my cup while i’m servin’ the fiends
opps sit on the side but they can catch that beam
shooters really with me and they stay unseen
[blokka $olo]

n-gga smoke some b-tch
for pimp c b-tch
i’m trademarked b-tch
like pimp c b-tch
in albucrazy
i’m pimp c b-tch
i’m an underground king with a pocket full of clips
i hear these p-ssy n-ggas talkin’ like they kickin’ some game
p-ssy n-gga i don’t know you stop speakin’ my name
at 21 i was a og way deep in the game
so when you ask around the streets they still be screaming my name
these p-ssy n-ggas gon’ smile when they pray i don’t eat
i said the streets don’t love no one but the streets love me
p-ssy n-ggas gon’ smile when they pray i don’t eat
i said the streets don’t love no one but the streets love me

[trap dylan]

team eatin’ good, so you can catch that heat
while my life be a movie, yeah you stuck in the seat
thinkin’ bout what you could’ve been but not like me
on another level while i’m sippin’ codeine
keep that drank in my cup while i’m servin’ the fiends
opps sit on the side but they can catch that beam
shooters really with me and they stay unseen
and they stay unseen

- blokka olo

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