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meet the scams - mir blackwell lyrics

[intro: mir blackwell]
bro, this sh*t silly as f*ck, i can’t even lie, hahaha! craziest anime crossovers of twenty twenty four, hahaha! you’re not even ready, someone play the irene tag voice, please, ok, i’m about to go, it’s my turn

[verse 1: mir blackwell]
i’mma talk my sh*t until this sh*t get way too drastic
my favorite shooter got that dawg inside him like a badnik
i got all these kids, but they ain’t mine, i feel like brad pitt
and your b*tch gon’ let me tag ’cause i’m the baddest of her dragons
you know i’mma get what’s mine, it doesn’t matter what i’m crafting
if shorty is a baller, then i’m basking in hеr basket
man, i’m magic with these words, and i’mma cast until my caskеt
shorty came to give me head, i’m only asking for some aspirin
you talking crazy, lil’ bro, i did not come here to play with you
my glock a joey, keep it in my pouch, i’m like a kangaroo
i keep a drake, they gon’ swear you never seen a stranger dude
my n*ggas in the loop, but we did not come here to hang with you
matter fact, i couldn’t even dap you with the left
he left with fractured bones, but he was just an axew at his best
i’m better left alone ’cause i ain’t even ask for your respect
i came to set the tone, but my sh*t is actually the best

[verse 2: yrd yasuke]
one bad b*tch, and she* f*ck
one bad b*tch, she not doing what the f*ck i say
hate these young hoes, where the broads been around some paint
got this old b*tch at my castle, she gon’ howl today
[verse 3: mir blackwell]
yasuke in this b*tch, but we are not playing assassin’s creed
he gon’ grab her titties, so i guess he left the ass for me
nines came in with a four five, that was like half the beat
how your shooter only got two rounds? did you draft embiid?

[verse 4: yrd yasuke]
red line, jp, i’mma do the race, dawg
bad bitty jp, glizzy to his face, dawg
man, what the f*ck? and i ain’t even g*y, dawg
pedophile pfp, i just keep my k*on!

[verse 5: mir blackwell]
i just made a bitty hit her knees, she tore her acl
i’ve been bad from birth, i even did a bid in baby jail
hammer loaded, looking for some chicks that i could maybe nail
might have to go hop back on these cyphers, if they pay me well

[verse 6: yrd yasuke]
b*tch, i made d*mn in two hours, now they stuck with me
f*cked up at the crib, i’m still listening to shuck fizzy
not only is your girl polite, but she made me cum quickly
you should marry her, but, n*gga, i don’t think she done with me

[verse 7: mir blackwell]
they must’ve forgot how we came up, so come get up with me
verses were like five dollars, hooks was like a buck fifty
dropped keep it a buck, and i thought b*tches was in love with me
nowadays i’m nodding off the noggin, ain’t no hugging me
[verse 8: yrd yasuke]
i don’t do drugs, i fein fein like a travy fan
sicko mode, i’mma put some toys on andy ass
twin glocks, put ’em on a p*ssy like a maxi pad
this two pack turn a deer mama to a bambi ad

[verse 9: mir blackwell]
mother, i’m sober, wait, no the f*ck i’m not, dawg
grip the mousekatool, i whip it out, he hit the hot dog
my new whip gourmet, kurama took the top off
my momma keep on waiting for this rhyming sh*t to pop off

[verse 10: yrd yasuke]
only got my shirt on, while i hit like winnie the pooh
sonic the hedgehog * i’mma hit it, while only wearing shoes
her face like eggman, but the body built like rouge
mir, do you want her? ’cause i think she tryna hit the crew

[verse 11: mir blackwell]
out on coney island make a chick hit the bing*bong
she a stallion, but she still bobbing like weesnaw
got singers talking crazy on these refs, it’s a clean call
she pulled up to the crib to suck my d*ck, and the ring saw her

[verse 12: yrd yasuke]
rule thirty four inflation, got a bread expansion fetish
tell her my game plan ’cause she look like madison pettis
took her to the telly, f*cked her before and after the breakfast
yasuke with your main hoe watching spd on jetix
[verse 13: mir blackwell]
’cause i’ve been on my meet the grahams sh*t since the graham crackers
they don’t know the difference ‘tween the man and a d*mn actor
how you handle sh*t? it’s hand to hand, show my hand after
she ain’t wanna f*ck ’cause who i am, but she a fan after
put me in the d*mn rafters, final smash, landmaster
that mean if you riding for the kid, bring some d*mn blasters
how these n*ggas claim they flip a gram, but on the ‘gram after?
ever since they seen me put out grand, i’ve been a grandmaster
ever since keep it a buck dropped
i been up like giannis, i’mma ball ’till the bucks stop
and bring in all my brothers, if the squad got enough spots
so if i pull your dame, just don’t end up in a rough spot, this must watch

[outro: mir blackwell]
n*gga, duragia type sh*t, ha! shout out my n*gga yasuke

- mir blackwell lyrics

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