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letra de blast - pnv jay

[intro]
n-ggas know how we comin, man
it’s 2018, man, pnv jay, man
free my boy banga man, free main man
n-ggas know how we comin, takin over
listen

[hook]
let’s have a blast, i’m in a foreign and i’m doin the dash (skrr x2)
yea, yea
let’s have a blast, i’m in the club throwin ones at her -ss (treesha)
yea, yea
let’s have a blast, these n-ggas hatin had to go get the cash
yea, yea
let’s have a blast
yea, yea
let’s have a blast (gang x3)
yea, yea
(x2)

[verse 1]
let’s have a blast, i’m gettin the cash, these n-ggas is mad (why they hatin?)
balmain’s on my -ss, i’m movin too fast, i’m doin the dash (uh huh)
gotta get to the bands, she say i’m the man, these n-ggas is fans (treesha)
blue cheese in my pants, you don’t got a chance, my diamonds they dance (racks x2)
gotta get to the cake, these n-ggas hatin, why your b-tch in my face?
told her gimme some sp-ce, i’m in a foreign and i’m doin the race (skrr x2)
now she callin my phone, won’t leave my alone, i told her go home (why you calling my phone?)
smokin kush to the dome, i feel like a drone, might fly out the room (high as a kite)
i gotta stay on my grind now, get the money ain’t wastin no time now (uh huh)
you hatin, that sh-t outta line now and my n-ggas committing these crimes now (doin what?)
we f-ck up the stage and we wyl out
can’t wait til they free all the guys out (uh huh)
she suck me i’m blowin her spine out, get the bag we ain’t takin no timeouts (uh huh)
i [?], your treesh a wh0r-, she callin for more (f-ckin treesh)
can’t wait til i tour, i used to be poor now i live by the sh0r- (uh huh)
tote a hammer like thor, when i kick in your door get the f-ck on the floor
i used to be broke spending my last dollar in the store (d-mn)

[hook]

[verse 2]
let’s have a blast now, i laugh at these n-ggas they call me the cl-ss clown (uh huh)
i get swag like bow wow (what?)
if you run up you get touched like a foul now
this a two hunnid band chain
get the two hunnid back spend the whole d-mn thing (y’all know how i’m comin man)
in the club and i’m sipping on champagne
you ain’t got money you broke you a d-mn shame (you broke)
my fn it came with a fifty
if you run up we put holes in your kidney
we got hollows and rugers and glizzys
let em talk tough and my [?] get busy
told my n-ggas to clap at you n-ggas, we laugh at you n-ggas, you n-ggas is tight now
talk tough and i’m f-ckin your wife now, you better duck when i’m layin the pipe down
got a ar it come with a drum boy, hop out the vee you know i go dumb boy (what?)
told my n-ggas to go get the funds boy, do not run up cause i’m toting this gun boy
and yea they gon hate now
heard you ratted and you broke you a play now (n-ggas talkin)
all you n-ggas is g-y clowns, my shooter pull up and we leaving you face down (on your face)

[hook]

[outro]
gang, gang, gang
skrrrrrr
gang, gang, gang

twirl, twirl

- pnv jay

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