blink - osamason lyrics
[intro]
(ok is the hardest, i swear to god)
[chorus]
still pourin’ up—, still pourin’ up two liter
ni*n*gga, i ain’t never give a f*ck, i don’t need her
it’s me and glock in a d*mn two*seater
i*i hit a block and you know that i’m beamin’, yeah
i was turnt up on the weekend
vetements ho, ain’t get back beatin’
i was on the red, lil’ n*gga, i’m schemin’
i want the smoke, lil’ n*gga, i’m cheifin’
and you said you gon’ do what? ye*yeah
i*i’m sendin’ threats like trump, yeah
finna put ’em up in a trunk
my drac’ not doin’ ramadan, eat lunch, yeah
i’m just thinkin’ ’bout all my losses
tell ’em it cost to be a boss
i was on the highway gettin’ ticked off
b*tch, i’m in a two*door, finna lift off
i ain’t even knew i been noddin off
i*i was too geeked up, i ain’t ate
pour*pourin’ up mud, got eighth in my drink
i*i ain’t never been a ho, n*gga, you lame
i been gettin’ racks since i felt that pain
now i got a glock, tryna hand out pain
on a ran down, n*gga, i ain’t think
me and my twin don’t f*ckin’ blink
[verse]
i was gettin’ racks, ho, your pockets sank
i was out spinnin’, i was goin’ insane
”whe*where everybody went?” i don’t know
n*gga tryna rock, boy, you insane
everywhere i go, i gotta keep my pole
ho*ass n*gga, think sh*t a game
i’m turnin’ that lil’ sh*t up, i’m leanin’
cuffed in a four*door truck
ni*n*gga, i ain’t tryna take no photo, y*ye*yeah
me*me and my twin finna get geeked up
yeah, i been [?] flood
n*gga, can’t get no love, nah
i was tryna get you gone, yeah
knew that [?] zone
leave a boy bad on [?]
n*gga tried to do me bad, he dumb
brand*new glock and this sh*t go dumb
b*brand*new choppa now, i’m finna go dumb
[chorus]
still pourin’ up—, still pourin’ up two liter
ni*n*gga, i ain’t never give a f*ck, i don’t need her
it’s me and glock in a d*mn two*seater
i*i hit a block and you know that i’m beamin’, yeah
i was turnt up on the weekend
vetements ho, ain’t get back beatin’
i was on the red, lil’ n*gga, i’m schemin’
i want the smoke, lil’ n*gga, i’m cheifin’
and you said you gon’ do what? ye*yeah
i*i’m sendin’ threats like trump, yeah
finna put ’em up in a trunk
my drac’ not doin’ ramadan, eat lunch, yeah
i’m just thinkin’ ’bout all my losses
tell ’em it cost to be a boss
i was on the highway gettin’ ticked off
b*tch, i’m in a two*door, finna lift off
i ain’t even knew i been noddin off
i*i was too geeked up, i ain’t ate
pour*pourin’ up mud, got eighth in my drink
i*i ain’t never been a ho, n*gga, you lame
i been gettin’ racks since i felt that pain
now i got a glock, tryna hand out pain
on a ran down, n*gga, i ain’t think
me and my twin don’t f*ckin’ blink
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