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letra de blitz - ysb og

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[chorus]
n-ggas ain’t on sh-t, foenem really with the sh-ts (you k!lled this sh-t, 4wayty)
we gon’ send a blitz, hitstick, mission accomplished
opp thot, she bopping, getting top from a thotty
you don’t want smoke, heard you was an alcoholic
all my n-ggas go dumb, f-ck with the nonsense
n-ggas posted outside in your bushes, at your ‘partment
n-ggas internet thugging, but they ain’t gon’ spark sh-t
seen him in public, now he begging, tryna squash sh-t

[verse 1]
i like them big tits, talking ar’s, hunnid round clips
n-gga, that ain’t drip, old corny n-gga with no fits
your b-tch taking trips, and she stuff [?]
she stuffed with a thousand of them blues, ooh, she so thick
b-tch, i tote a four-fifth, please don’t make me blow it
walk inside of neiman’s with the cash, throwing money like wе in the club
spent two thousand on some d-mn kicks
you can’t f-ck with mе, get your money up, and get a bud

[chorus]
n-ggas ain’t on sh-t, foenem really with the sh-ts
we gon’ send a blitz, hitstick, mission accomplished
opp thot, she bopping, getting top from a thotty
you don’t want smoke, heard you was an alcoholic
all my n-ggas go dumb, f-ck with the nonsense
n-ggas posted outside in your bushes, at your ‘partment
n-ggas internet thugging, but they ain’t gon’ spark sh-t
seen him in public, now he begging, tryna squash sh-t
[verse 2]
seen him in public, n-gga ran and he tripped
hollow hit his head, d-mn near hit him in his lip
if he don’t end up dead then he one blessed kid
still screaming, “f-ck the feds,” i’ma get it how i live
got my young n-ggas doing scams on the dark web
got some young n-ggas that’ll kick your door and spin your block fast
all my n-ggas get greasy, n-gga, all we know is gas
is a n-gga try to try it then you snow we on his ass

[chorus]
n-ggas ain’t on sh-t, foenem really with the sh-ts
we gon’ send a blitz, hitstick, mission accomplished
opp thot, she bopping, getting top from a thotty
you don’t want smoke, heard you was an alcoholic
all my n-ggas go dumb, f-ck with the nonsense
n-ggas posted outside in your bushes, at your ‘partment
n-ggas internet thugging, but they ain’t gon’ spark sh-t
seen him in public, now he begging, tryna squash sh-t

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