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letra de who in my blunt - kush binflockin

[verse 1: milo floxks]
put the beam on his face and i’m making him run
like, i’m a g so i keep me a gun
they was talking on bro so i threw more than
like, bullets they flying they hot like the sun
baby lots on timing, he do what he want
told her blitz thru the back, ima blitz thru the front
like, n-ggas know who in my blunt
they came thru throwing but ain’t hit none
with the bro ima cl!ck ‘til it’s finished
with the bro and we was spinning in civics
bro caught a body and threw at the witness
like, take a trip to the, it got missing
doubling back on that side if ion hit sh-t
they get the belt every time we was bending
talk ‘bout, they don’t spin how i’m spinning
like, put the bag on his head we fishing
oh b-tch wanna link like it’s been a minute
she tryna, you know ima k!ll it
like, in the ‘jects with bottles and b-tches
he tried to spin but ain’t score on that mission

[verse 2: jahh floxk]
every block that we touched we did it bad
we been beefing with kids and they ain’t with the action
he got hit he was gasping
like, you reach i teach you don’t pass it
you know foenem gon’ get on your ass
tried to run but these bullets is fast
3 deep tryna creep give a f-ck ‘bout a mask
make it lit then we hop in a cab
on the block b-tches shaking they ass
doing that hip sh-t, is she bad?
and i come to dig it
throw the knocks in her bag, tryna see if she with it
she jacking it i’m beating her ribs in
i ain’t going for sh-t
ebk give a f-ck who you with
like, tony
know i’m letting it rip in a stolley
we gon’ bend thru their strip
[verse 3: mori briscoe]
tryna tweak we gon’ dead that
all we know is straight head taps
aim for the dome
if bro miss we gon’ bend back
tryna catch us a rapper and put it in a song
like, how n-ggas on offense?
sha got shot for that sh-t he was talking
like, when we see him he offed it
neck shot put him down like a [?]
where the bro’s, see a opp we gon’ blitz him
like, he got shot in the cab he got lifted
it’s one opp i was f-cking his b-tch
i put my d-ck on her lips and he kissed it
she get neaky want me to drill her
n-ggas mad i put d-ck in they sister
we on their block better keep you a g
hop out make a scene no triller

[verse 4: kush binflockin]
okay, enough is enough
y’all know when y’all see us better duck
woo town keep playing crazy
we leave ‘em lazy, they really know what’s up
pull up and you hear the “glahh” and then you hear the “ahh”
that’s how you know he got touched
we made it litty you know it was us
citizen app how i know he a dupp’
no ig we be tagging ‘em up
bdot, tdot, adding ‘em up
bend the 100s we clapping ‘em up
r.i.p kiki we slapping ‘em up
lemme know is y’all ready
i got a glizzy for quelly and setty
i step on court ima shoot ion hesi’
ima up it and pop like confetti
41k, i can’t wait ‘til we floxk one
word to bro i been feening to drop some
i’m in the 100s i’m yelling out “woo!”
he “woo” back and we yelling “we got one!”
keep dissing, i know where y’all be
don’t post lo’ ‘cause you know how i creep
bend blocks and we walk up on feet
when i see sheik he gon’ reverse the v
and we gon’ leave it in the streets
and when you outside better keep you a g
like, i’m in the field with my cleats
like, duppy gang playing for keeps
rundown gang, he was running from me
get up close, ain’t no shooting from 3
no we not deading no beef
it is what is, it’s gon’ be what it be

- kush binflockin

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