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bonnie - ☆babyblade☆ lyrics

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yeah, got on this black dress
yeah, i got a black benz

f*ck off with that nonsense
i got buku money i need to blow

baby, i’ll give you a show
i got cocaine, got some blow

i got diamonds, i want chains
f*ck it, i want some champagne

on my boots, got some bloodstains
all you think is that a play

my death’s gonna be a play
“romeo and juliet,”

it just had to end that way
standin’ ovation, go again

story drilled into my brain
got no card, b*tch, i got bills

got a bright pink diamond grill
yeah, it’s b*tches that i k!ll

i just do it for the thrill
my chaser’s is f*ckin’ pills

i ain’t sick, but i am ill
ptsd and anxiety

thats just how it f*ckin’ be
make me happy, pop a bean

i take one, or two, or three
in my bloodstream

i’m drippy with the ice, b*tch
f*ck addy, i got ice, fridge

keep it cold, ’cause i got bodies
not in bed, my maserati

ain’t no clyde, ’cause i’m a bonnie
murder is my favorite hobby

drop my pistol, snort some molly
yeah, i’m c*cky, call me “mommy”

i’m alone, ain’t got no posse
movin’ quick, ’cause, b*tch, i’m godly

just to sleep, i take an oxy
f*ck it, you can be my backstage shawty

i’m distant ,so you don’t think you own me
i stay private, so you don’t know where i be

skrrtin’ around in my maserati
yeah, i ain’t quiet, skrrtin’ around

y’all got my back, ’cause these streets be foul
i be hotboxing, i got that loud

stop pushing’ me, or you’ll drop my crown
you can’t see me past these smoky clouds

the only thing fun is what’s not allowed
you f*ckin’ know what i be about

- ☆babyblade☆ lyrics

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