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blow my high - dexelz lyrics

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[intro]
(i love you dex)

[chorus]
i just pop that blunt, i hit that b*tch and i get high
i just hit that switch on that last stick that b*tch gon’ die
i just popped my sh*t, i pop my sh*t how i pop that five
i just blow my nine before that b*tch could blow my high
crash out with my twin we hit that l!ck this ain’t no lie
my last b*tch way too thick i keep my hand around her thigh (yeah)
arp (yeah) in my [?] to keep four*five and my b*tch she gon eat diamonds
pop my swag she take my pic’

[post*chorus]
‘lenciaga my vibe i put forty*five on my kicks
i got chrome hearts on my nine
i put chrome hearts on my b*tch
i got chrome hearts on my switch
i hit a bad b*tch at the wrist
i hit the [?] then a n*gga blist
throwing the bullets like a n*gga [?]
he tried to run but he can’t hide
he get gunned down with a bl!ck
you hеar gun sounds in this b*tch (oh*oh, yeah)

[chorus]
i just pop that blunt, i hit that b*tch and i get high
i just hit that switch on that last stick that b*tch gon’ die
i just poppеd my sh*t, i pop my sh*t how i pop that five
i just blow my nine before that b*tch could blow my high
crash out with my twin we hit that l!ck this ain’t no lie
my last b*tch way too thick i keep my hand around her thigh (yeah)
arp (yeah) in my [?] to keep four*five and my b*tch she gon eat diamonds
pop my swag she take my pic’
[verse]
pop that pic she like my fit
racks on [?] yeah my money gettin’ lit
racks on [?] that’s the money gettin’ sh*t
put racks on momma some real n*gga sh*t
put racks all on my team
that b*tch pour for new [?]
she wanna pour my lean out
all that we get geeked up
told you [?]
my neck in a freezer

[chorus]
i just pop that blunt, i hit that b*tch and i get high
i just hit that switch on that last stick that b*tch gon’ die
i just popped my sh*t, i pop my sh*t how i pop that five
i just blow my nine before that b*tch could blow my high
crash out with my twin we hit that l!ck this ain’t no lie
my last b*tch way too thick i keep my hand around her thigh (yeah)
arp (yeah) in my [?] to keep four*five and my b*tch she gon eat diamonds
pop my swag she take my pic’

[post*chorus]
‘lenciaga my vibe i put forty*five on my kicks
i got chrome hearts on my nine
i put chrome hearts on my b*tch
i got chrome hearts on my switch
i hit a bad b*tch at the wrist
i hit the [?] then a n*gga blist
throwing the bullets like a n*gga [?]
he tried to run but he can’t hide
he get gunned down with a bl!ck
you hear gun sounds in this b*tch (oh*oh, yeah)
[outro]
(blow my high, blow my high)

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