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eclipse - blvkdivmonds lyrics

[chorus]
lotta y’all outclassed
red and blue * they switched
yellow stones on gliss
same color my b*tch
left her in my past
why she still on my d*ck?
acting like i’m gon’ hit
told her something like this

[verse 1]
all these flows i mastered, huh
he ain’t on our timing, standard shipping * way we pack ’em up, express lane, we bag ’em up
thought it was just twitter when he lead with all that yapping, huh
don’t you post at clubs with all that talk * that sh*t get blasted up
uh, yellow sign * sh*t get hazardous
brodie tried to slide on my old work and come and dap me up
shawty gotta bubble, make it pop, you know what happened, huh
all your business broadcast to the street, we never bragging, huh
whip came with that leather, uh
heard he drive a chevy, uh
inside white as plether, uh
we came through and wet it up
swipe life, ain’t no debit, uh
b*tch, we running treasure up
this ain’t bleach, but i can’t feel a soul
b*tch, get your pressure up
i smoke on medicinal, smoke * i do my dance and uh
this sh*t here electric * jimmy hendrix, my soul amplify
we was blazing woods, he blazing up wicks, he cry by candlelight
we win, brodie can’t stand the sight, hate me, but he a fan of mine, go tell ’em n*ggas
[chorus]
lotta y’all outclassed
red and blue * they switched
yellow stones on gliss
same color my b*tch
left her in my past
why she still on my d*ck?
acting like i’m gon’ hit
told her something like this
lotta y’all outclassed
red and blue * they switched
yellow stones on gliss
same color my b*tch
left her in my past
why she still on my d*ck?
acting like i’m gon’ hit
told her something like this

[verse 2]
uh, what’s in my drink?
three bad hoes ’round me, they calling me baby, no senor pink, uh
shawty came from cuba, said she want me, so we linked, uh
they gon’ make transactions for the art right ‘fore i blink, divmond’s rink, ice cold!
you see the afterlife
even through guided prayer, you can get clapped tonight
roll twenty, it’s nothing, blow three with my cousin, we higher than satellite
i move assassin*like, k!ll ’em ‘fore you hear the battle cry
called me b*tch, now i’m d*gg*ng his momma
he get hype, now the carpet designer
red on the cuff, it look custom
cut out the carpet and hide it
hope in the coup and i dust ’em
peek through the tint that’s your harlot inside it
bandwagon, all ’em behind it
they heard y’all sh*t, and now all of ’em quiet
know my name, but ain’t talking about it
i been a subject, hush if you upset
they rather listen than talk, and i’m up next
he bark loud, but didn’t grow from a pup yet
compromise this? nah, f*ck that
i’m with the gang, and we smoking on musk rat
busta like: “how did you touch that?”
we don’t take kindly to shots, and we bust back
[chorus]
lotta y’all outclassed
red and blue * they switched
yellow stones on gliss
same color my b*tch
left her in my past
why she still on my d*ck?
acting like i’m gon’ hit
told her something like this
lotta y’all outclassed
red and blue * they switched
yellow stones on gliss
same color my b*tch
left her in my past
why she still on my d*ck?
acting like i’m gon’ hit
told her something like this

- blvkdivmonds lyrics

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