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intro - all blax lyrics

[intro]
feezie production

[verse 1] all blax
i’m only 14 and i’m running this b*tch
glock 9 when i up and i hit
call up sosa he gonna get your ass hit
right by the mills yea i’m right by the split
stay with that dope got that sh*t in my dip
got d*mn lil b*tch said she wanna let me hit
got d*mn stay with that glock on my hip
d*mn got 160 off the zip 2500 off the pound
lil n*gga stay down with the tray pound
hit him up high bet his body hit the ground
murder ink got a lot of bodies on the ground
9’s eat your face up but i bet this 40 give you makeup
if a n*gga play dumb i bet i shake sum
if a n*gga here to press bet he wake up
im a do him like fortnite swear that i’m ah shake him
24 on my back call me a laker
im a put a n*gga in the oven swear to god that
i’m a bake him d*mn brown skin b*tch and she blasian
she black and she asian so d*mn amazing get them
grams distribute then replace it don’t copyright
cause i don’t say sh*t d*mn

[verse 2] knj golden
young n*gga wanna be me like where did i come from
i don’t even know but i’m about to go dumb dumb
your girl don’t want you your a whole bum tried
to show her love but she don’t want none n*gga
not my son you my grandson play time over lil
n*gga you had your fun all hands n*gga no gun we don’t yea yea
real talk ayo blax said think we gonna have to put some
of these n*gga’s in check cause some of these n*gga’s
talk out the side of they neck in reality n*gga ain’t cut
like that please stop talking n*gga cause you not about that
n*gga said he gonna bring me down but i doubt that
just cut shawty off but she came right back don’t
make me upset disrespect work hard till it hit dawn yea
sunset setting it fire like a lil n*gga spit up hit a lil n*gga in
his stomach make him spit up and i’m coming up to the
top like a hiccup n*gga setting traps but i’m not finna slip
up mans gonna hold me down he not gonna get up
n*ggas’a laying down lil boy you better get up
work ain’t wait for you you better catch up i was feeling down
but god told me to lift up

[outro] all blax
yeah yeah call me meek milly cause i got me a passion
call me roddy ricch cause i like high fashion i get the zip
break it down into fractions i don’t be bluffing i do not be
caping you n*gga’a different you gotta do better changing
the weather go grab the umbrella b*tch said she tryna get some
of my cheddar told the b*tch get a job gotta do bettering

- all blax lyrics

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