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blasted! - babyfaygo lyrics

[chorus}
ch* ch* ch* choppa gone get you off quick
if you f*ck with the qlique cos my n*ggas ain’t rocking on your side
pop out do shows in miami we hitting these p*ssys
the blood gonna flow from the north side
she telling me she wanna f*ck but lil shawty a hoe you know i cannot f*ck on a dyk* b*tch
run up them numbers and run up the money we getting into it do not even try hoe

[verse 1]
blasted!
jumping out the wraith got h*lla sticks we finna blast him!
lay him down and leave him where he lay ain’t got no casket
pouring up the purple got promethazine with acid
with acid you know we get it cracking

lil b*tch boy he bе acting
these p*ssys they bе napping
i run it up like betty white we whipping up the damage
got ten hoes they be average
got shawty she a bad b*tch and if you ever try to cross her leave you wrapped up, bandage
oh sh*t we got more sh*t?
this the typa sh*t to make you hit the floor b*tch
this the typa sh*t to make you wanna rage sh*t
this the typa sh*t to make you shoot an opp b*tch in the face sh*t

[verse 2]
i’m popping not stopping
all the way to the top got the opps running
imma golden child yes this is my destiny don’t try to stop me you won’t end pleasantly
30 glocks and you know we be bussing out the century
posted on the gram with a hunnid grand easily
choppa singing symphonies
got yo b*tch s*xting me f*ck around and leave her in the ditch where that hoe meant to be
{chorus}
ch* ch* ch* choppa gone get you off quick
if you f*ck with the qlique cos my n*ggas ain’t rocking on your side
pop out do shows in miami we hitting these p*ssys
the blood gonna flow from the north side
she telling me she wanna f*ck but lil shawty a hoe you know i cannot f*ck on a dyk* b*tch
run up them numbers and run up the money we getting into it do not even try hoe

- babyfaygo lyrics

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