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blick-a-thon - spotemgottem lyrics

[intro: spotemgottem]
[?], it’s you
hahaha
aight, [?]
[?]

[chorus: spotemgottem]
n*gga, uh (uh)
i call this the bl!ck*a*thon
you know me, i will not leave the house without my gun
i know y’all lesbians, but [?] your best friend, they let me [?]
pop (pop), n*ggas get stepped on just so i condone
this a fn and a draco, this ain’t no tommy gun
all these dead opps in my lungs
i’m high as f*ck, i’m off a [?]

[post*chorus: spotemgottem]
i’ll show you how to step, n*gga
this ain’t what [?] it’s [?], he got some up on his belt, n*gga

[verse 1: jackboy]
“jackboy, is they f*ckin’ with ya?” (f*ckin’ with ya), he*h*ll f*ck nah
these n*ggas ain’t been f*ckin’ with me since the crackers [?] the [?]
these b*tches been [?] out the [?], she wan’ suck it ’til i’m on [?]
came in the game with no flaw
stood ten toеs, these n*ggas still tall
always round with a gun, b*tch, i’m taught to keep it with me
ain’t no rulе when it’s beef, shoot yo’ mama in her titty
i been movin’ smooth with this glizzy
this fire, i get litty
you gon’ die, you [?]
[?] a opp, b*tch, you silly
di*di*diamonds bitin’, mike tyson
glock on me, no time for fightin’
guap on me and a n*gga still spinnin’
they hate on me, but a n*gga still winnin’
catch a n*gga slippin’ like i’m [?] tennis
[?] catch a case when i go ’round the business
when i go ’round the business, i don’t leave no witness
hit the whole house, i don’t got no feelings
give no f*cks, we k!llin’ children
f*ck the law, we out here purgin’
drop a n*gga, then go back to splurgin’
hop in a lam’, [?] popped it, [?]
hop in a lam’, now i’m back to swervin’
can’t do what i do, his pockets hurtin’
stuck on [?] ’bout to [?]
i’m back to the block, my phone back churpin’
[chorus: spotemgottem]
n*gga, uh (uh)
i call this the bl!ck*a*thon
you know me, i will not leave the house without my gun
i know y’all lesbians, but [?] your best friend, they let me [?]
hahahaha, n*ggas get stepped on just so i condone
this a fn and a draco, this ain’t no tommy gun (gang)
all these dead opps in my lungs
i’m high as f*ck, i’m off a [?]

[verse 2: spotemgottem]
i already want that sh*t a fifty, lil’ b*tch
only thing [?] takin’ d*ck
uh, keep [?] watch, my neck and my wrist
with a [?], i hopped out and dipped my sh*t
i be fly as h*ll without no stylist (stylist)
[?] give me that neck [?] give me that sh*t
i’m feelin’ all on they ass, i’m just [?] that sh*t
[?], i was booted up in this b*tch

- spotemgottem lyrics

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