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blank out - b.c.a mike lyrics

i can’t be chasing these b*tches i only chase a bag
i’m quick to diss a b*tch off pass the hoe like i’m steve nash
went and copped a beam it’s 32 in this extended mag
all that tuff talk gone get you body bagged or toe tagged

(b*tch)

hate how i’m living
play it’s gone k!lling
bca that be the gang standing on nation business
i had to invest in dasani just to flush out my kidneys
they hate to see a n*gga winning
f*ck it i’m on a mission
promithazine in cup i’m not sipping on rum
threw back me a perc and texted yo babymoms
pulled up on ha dropped some d*ck up on ha
told ha open up wide bussed out twins on ha tonguе
shawty keep it g man ion know who keep it realer
like to havе talks with her but i never talk thru pillows
boss b*tch independent she a go getta
we just f*ck around ion give f*ck if she go find a n*gga

before a n*gga play with me go find a safe route
30 on this 9 don’t p*ssy boy don’t make me blank out
hollow tips for a n*gga tryna chase clout
headshot f*ck a vest police gone bring that tape out
you looking for me in the city ian hard to find
you f*ck around and see me just be cautious b*tch i’m totting iron
he let off shots head out the window b*tch i’m dumping mines
spin on a n*gga block b*tch i’m dame in when it’s crunch time
if you ain’t feeling just say that you ain’t feeling me
i swear ill move on i ain’t gone treat you like no enemy
i’m full of pain tired of games shawty can’t you see
that i’m going insane mixed emotions starting to get to me
i’m really starting to think that these n*ggas kinda envy me
now and days they full jealously and b*tch tendencies
fake friends smile ya face really friendemies
bca we family for life til we all deceased
you put the bros before hoes that’s how it’s supposed to be
if you put yo girl before the bros i understand g
see that’s what separate the boys from the man g
put a hoe in yo girl spot you really playing g
tryna keep my sane i’m rolling all my problems in a wood
raise in the trenches b*tch like a engine i’m in the hood
we all gotta leave some day wouldn’t stop it if i could
before i leave i gotta make sure my family good

before a n*gga play with me go find a safe route
30 on this 9 don’t p*ssy boy don’t make me blank out
hollow tips for a n*gga tryna chase clout
headshot f*ck a vest police bring that tape out
looking for me in the city ian hard to find
you f*ck around and see me just be cautious b*tch i’m totting iron
he let off shots head out the window i’m dumping mines
spin on a n*gga block b*tch i’m dame in when it’s crunch time
if you ain’t feeling just say that you ain’t feeling me
i swear ill move on i ain’t gone treat you like no enemy
i’m full of pain tired of games shawty can’t you see
that i’m going insane mixed emotions starting to get to me
i’m really starting to think that these n*ggas kinda envy me
now and days they full jealously and b*tch tendencies
fake friends smile ya face really friendemies
bca we family for life til we all deceased

- b c a mike lyrics

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