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not a diss - blaccanese lyrics

[intro]
ky drippy beats
gang
get back gang
woo lotti gang
free the guys
all the gzz

[verse 1]
n*ggas broke (broke)
they was dissing on bro now i’m asking “what’s the joke?” (what’s the joke?)
think she a wifey? n*gga she a hoe (she a hoe)
free bro, he was putting d*ck up in her throat (free bro)
shots fired, get low (get low)
i ain’t cl!cking from far, imma get up close (gllt boom)
free 38 he was doin’ the most (he was doin’ the most)
feel like that n*gga i feel like i’m [?]
everyday that i wake up god gave me hope (gave me hope)
to get up and get me some dough (racks)
n*ggas be capping and rap what they don’t (don’t)
on the media, making shows (making shows)
your bro just died and you worried about clothes (like what?)
like whats goin’ on in your dome? (like what?)
f*ck all that sh*t imma leave it alone (like what?)
face to face b*tch im uppin’ my chrome (boom)
pop a yellow to get in my zone (gang)
he was playin both sides now that n*gga gone (n*gga boomed)
when you talk better watch your tone
when you talk better watch who you mention (better watch it)
turn a internet thug to a victim (to a victim)
dont get lined putting trust in these b*tches (these b*tches)
thats how you end up
with the fishes (fishes)
trynna run up a milli i’m tempted (i’m tempted)
[bridge]
“yo sha? why they acting?” (why they acting?)
“like we ain’t in paint scoring baskets?” (boom, boom)
glah, glah
turn that n*gga into past tense (glah, glah, boom)
“yo sha? why they acting?”
“like we ain’t in paint scoring baskets?” (d*mn)
glah, glah
turn that n*gga into past tense (glah, glah, boom)

[verse 2]
i was young i was bugging n’ sh*t (i was buggin n’ sh*t)
i know why they mad, cuz we running this sh*t (gzzly, gzzly)
these b*tches be fans, trynna f*ck cuz im lit (like what?)
we gon’ spin through they p’s just to air on the strip (glah glah)
new opp, in the spliff (the spliffin’)
smokin’ they deads for the fun of this sh*t (the fun of this sh*t)
bend through trynna see who in front of they sh*t (in front of they sh*t)
first one that i see imma empty the sh*t (i’mma empty it)
im the one that they envy and sh*t (the one that they envy)
free 38 he get busy with it (he get busy)
lotti too oppy, too mixy with it
every opp shot, everybody get hit (glah)
this a message, this not a diss (like what?)
i can’t go no where without my b*tch (like what?)
i can’t go no where without my bl!ck (like what?)
and no i can’t go out like (rippy)
when it’s time to go spin, who ready? (who ready?)
headshot, turn his brains to confetti (glah)
smokin dead n*ggas, sh*t got me deady (deady)
everything dead, everything healthy (healthy)
“yo bro, who that?” (who that?)
yell out “what’s gunnin’?” now he running track (glah, boom)
he ain’t get too far with this beam on his back (glah)
shot after shot till his body collapse (glah glah, boom)
how many opps got put in a pack? (what?)
sh*t, i can’t even keep track (like d*mn)
no cap till n*ggas get back (get back)
check the score, b*tch we up on the stats (like what?)

- blaccanese lyrics

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