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boot up - 9lokknine lyrics

[intro]
you know, n-ggas been doin’ like
i been on my brain, ’cause i’m real right
b-tch -ss hoe, dumb b-tch, look

[chorus [x2]]
i told em, “i don’t think, i like to paint.”
they prancin’ where you sleep, jitterbugs masked up with drac’s
kel-tec, glock and k, kk coop
he been jumped off the stoop, got the business back stuck on boot
n-gga talking out his neck, i’ll be the first knock out his tooth
i’m throwin’ up my set all in the club like f-ck a booth
these jitterbugs the truth, they k!ll for me
put a n-gga in a seat, i’m talkin’ ‘bout a k!llin’ spree
bullets stinging, i’ll strike ya, a bumble bee
got that pack off overnight, i’m black and white no referee
all them crackers [?], tryna indict him soon as he free
i promise when he die, i’m gettin’ a shirt sayin’ r.i.p

[verse 1]
i’m finna paint the world red, so, picture this
curtains in my phantom wraith, swaggin’ on a b-tch
cutter and a dagger, i been jackin’ wit’ my clic
.40 got a d-ld-, this b-tch came with a d-ck
trey 80 got a long nose, like slangin’ sticks
i been with the sh-ts since my diaper stuffed with it
dad ain’t step up to the plate, naw, ain’t raise a jit
i got one on the way, so i gotta take care of it
‘cause, i was born a hot dog, i was scared
put bullets in the wind, 4 of these shots finna hit
they won’t rock, no not at all, gon’ miss their kids
keep makin’ all them songs but i be everywhere with it
i told my dawgs “we movin’ on from the older, watch what we sayin’. we gon’ hit the road, rock shows, f-ck hoes, and set some trends.”
trey 80 got my back like we thuggin’ till the end
he gon’ rock and roger that, [?]

[verse 2]
[?] they said i did
i’m blacker than the average tone, so what, cuz’ i just know i’m is
they think that the youngan dikes the way they brought them straps in here
i stay rollin’ round with a pipe, it’s part of what i wear
aye, you gon’ die tonight, bet your life, go on and gamble with it
it’s a new era, all you old n-ggas take a listen
this a moncler, vvs’s hittin when i’m grillin’
pole tryna peep, wanna leak, like a faucet fillin’
nina tryna squirt, imma f-ck her till that b-tch peel it
we gon’ put in work, burn the b-tch, like some d-mn sk!llet
posted on your turf, we stomp your ground, everything holdin’
bet it ain’t no less than 30 rounds, she said she not [?]
[?] run around, on that n-gga
i bet he kept the same n-ggas ‘round, or he just been thuggin’
we just been some jits, we some mercy babies
i’m so afnf, that other sh-t fugaze
strapped up all my n-ggas like i [?] we the navy
i been earned my stripes like lil’ tigger tiger, what you name it
now it’s time to sh-t on all you n-ggas, get the picture painted
my lil’ n-ggas been r-t-rded with that heavy metal stainless
i provide the ammunition, tell them we’re gon’ paint it
five slide expedition, right turn view, i ain’t thinkin’

- 9lokknine lyrics

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