lirik lagu blick out – maf teeski
(i’m off this perc and off this lean)
(yeah, i’m somewhere sp*ced out, on bro)
(yeah, i’m somewhere sp*ced out)
(give no f*ck if i’m in*)
(yeah)
(yeah)
(uh, huh)
(get his ass scoom)
(uh, huh)
(we walk him down)
(get his ass scoom)
(yeah)
(yeah)
(get his ass scoom)
(ight)
too many glocks in this one van
you’ll think we fedbound
yeah, yeah, the state found him chopped up and face down
i’m off this perc and off this lean
yeah, i’m somewhere sp*ced out
don’t give no f*ck if i’m in public
this gen’ five will drench you down
yeah, yеah
when them shots go off
y’all be thе n*ggas runnin’
put y’all slime on legal firm and left y’all sick to y’all stomach
while the n*ggas go buy smitty’s, b*tch, i’m scr*pped up with a b*tton
you be sippin’ robitussin
mary jane’s ain’t no mo’ huskies
i’m the n*gga that be slayin’
you the n*gga that be cuffin’
you put yo’ all into that b*tch
the one who you love, the ho’ i’m f*ckin’
b*tch, ain’t no question i get money
i been fresh since 8th grade luncheon
i don’t rush it, i be punchin’
caught my sh*t, this ain’t nothin’
treat my glizzy like my b*tches, it’s on my side
boy you bet’ not touch me
i got a box on the back of my gun
i’m blowin’, tryna hit it, and muhf*cka’
she ate sl!ck d*ck, whole time you love her
scoom his ass down for my big brother
(she ate sl!ck d*ck, whole time you love her)
(scoom his ass down for my big brother)
you the type that go to church, we the group who really sin
you the type to ride limits, i’m the type who ride benz
you the type who try to hang, i’m the type don’t got no friends
b*tch imma’ always f*ck it up, you cheap ass n*ggas scared to spin
(ight)
b*tch ass n*ggas scared to bend
how you spinnin’ down my block?
you want some clout, cnn
they ain’t out, we spin again
brand new glocks and f&ns
“teeski” this and “teeski” that
get off my d*ck, you n*ggas fans
and i ain’t get my .556, but i’m still out here totin’ dracs’
blue on white, tryna box me in, we blew the trans right out the scr*pe
since 2018, b*tch, i been hot
if you gettin’ on me now, then b*tch you late
they say “scoom gang, yeah they safe”
walk him down, b*tch, where that safe?
do a hit dressed down in bape
my b*tch sn*tched, ain’t got no waist
money mark, that be my ace
b*tch, i ain’t have time to fight the state
i copped out for my gun case
put a stimmy on my blue
fifteen off d the rest next day
how you claimin’ you got motion and you ain’t got nowhere to stay?
50*50 down to the metal, i make every worker pay
i like .762s, that all i’m feedin’ to my drac’
last n*gga dissed the gang, and they found his ass in the cut bait
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