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blunt pt. 2 - kid buu lyrics

[intro]
uh, yeah
[?] b*tch, back the f*ck
it’s about to really drill the f*ck up, b*tch
i’m ’bout to tell n*ggas how to really turn up on these n*ggas, pipe up
give me like five feet back, i’m ’bout to drill the f*ck up
i’ll pull up in a f*ckin’ [?]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
yeah, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
yeah, yeah (uh)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ooh, i’m ’bout to drill the f*ck up)
yeah, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (these n*ggas talk sh*t)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
these n*ggas talk sh*t until they get popped
and put my n*gga down, came in with the glock
i’m with a b*tch and she geekin’, got her jaw locked
i told that b*tch, “i’m with the gang, so i go where i want”
yeah, i’m with the gang, b*tch, so i go where i want
yeah, i’m with the gang, b*tch, yeah, i go where i want
said i’m with the gang, b*tch, yeah, i go where i want
i’m with the gang, b*tch, yeah, i go where i want
i got big bands, b*tch, so i do what i want
[verse]
better have shotty you ride in the front
better suck d*ck if you gonna pull up
got some real ones that keep that sh*t tucked
we send the addy, they never pull up
these n*ggas off xans, it got ’em too stuck
i’m off a perc, i’m f*ckin’ sh*t up
christian dior, i’m drippin’ too much
safety is off, don’t you run up

- kid buu lyrics

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