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pull the cord - blo lyrics

[intro]
(roc)
this song, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
(roc, roc that sh*t out, hari)

[verse]
soon as you go up, it feel like you on
but they ain’t lend a hand, never extend an arm
that sh*t f*cked me up, d*mn near trippin’ ’bout a song
now b*tches wanna f*ck, wan’ me strip her out her thong
when i told y’all hold on, i was sayin’ it wouldn’t be long
told my bro just hold on, everybody gon’ get a charm
they left me when it was cold out, they came back when it was warm
and if they ever sold out, i’ma make it through the storm
n*ggas run, get poled out, don’t make it out the dorm
these b*tches hoes now, can’t trick her, she be goin’
thinkin’ that i fell off, been workin’ on my form
say i broke your heart, but i ain’t mean any harm
blame it on my pops, he didn’t show me to be a man
meet some b*tches with plugs, i’ll be f*ckin’ on my fans
before i go dead broke, i’ll buy me fifty cans
and a brand*new drone to fly to prison, i bet i’ll make it land
before i go dead broke
i ain’t roll alone, i know dead folks
could’ve went home, but he didn’t ’cause he want smoke
could’ve went home, but he didn’t ’cause he won’t fold
at the penthouse, now he livin’ in a h*llhole
bb on my feet, but as a kid, i rocked sh*ll toes
catch a charge in juvenile, they sent me straight to metro
would’ve told you yes whenever you asked me, but now it’s h*ll no
you would’ve whacked, so i don’t understand what the f*ck you tell for
yes, i be rappin’, i be flyin’, and yes, i sell clothes
i’d be lyin’ if i ever told you that i don’t sell ‘bows
we got terps, but they ain’t goin’ for the l*o
feel like shawty lo, these b*tches smile like g*l*o
i feel like g*man
countin’ all this paper up, f*ckin’ up my hand
how you f*ck that paper up? you had plenty chances
now all of my pockets full like i hang with dann
and n*ggas know we can’t be f*cked with like i hang with dann
i told you to stay down, but you went missin’
they said you got paid now, i heard you was strippin’
n*ggas around me’ll roll somethin’, ain’t none of us crippin’
six thousand in blues, tell ’em this a salute to nipsey
but i still want lauren london
bro ‘dem up off scammin’ jewelery dude and they do fake bunnies
she got a waterpark, she having problems, i do fake plumbing
i don’t care what you do in your life, long as you make money
i don’t care to be the risk, but i gotta make something
my lil’ young b*tch super fine, i’ll never hate shanti
young b*tch super tea
yeah, i can be your superman, but i’m super p
need you to be my biggest fan, all you see is me
would say i’m the biggest, n0body bigger than the lord
on the street, it’s switches, you come to prison, grab a sword
they know i like dodge chargers, never been to ford
if they ever get me, don’t let me suffer, please pull the cord
[outro]
bee

- blo lyrics

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