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[voidloon]
talk big on the internet
can’t back it up, revert

load up that water gun
aim it at his head and squirt

can’t say that you really k!lling
‘cus there ain’t blood on your shirt

don’t say i ain’t tell you something
‘cus you gone end up hurt
small town boredom make you do some wild sh*t
finish in a b*tch and look for options
game plan incorporate the offense
east bayin’ like i’m obi toppin
i’m an artist b*tch i’m over chopin
kg petty photo cropping sh*t
b*tch i don’t f*ck with y’all no more
ain’t no wonder i don’t call no more

lock it in you can do it brother
i believed in you from the start

when they fight back get to cover brother
k!ll ’em with all of your heart

fight big bang loud and proud
land of the free, and the f*ckеd
all y’all gonna be f*cked
all y’all bettеr be tucked up

he get the strap and he f*ck sh*t
shoot up a shop with a musket
2nd amendment, he f*cked it
real g dead with a russian

look at him shut down the fuction
dunno where he got the gumption
maybe she dump him or something
michael gone k!ll it or something
[blades]
blades gone k!ll it
i ain’t done this sh*t in a minute
you mother f*ckers thought i was finished
flow go hard on the beat and sh*t
voidloon on the beat ft. blades i spit

i came in and i drip the fit
fit this d*ck in your mouth you b*tch

write this track with a bit of wit
you know blades he ain’t never gone quit

[voidloon]
talk big on the internet
can’t back it up, revert

load up that water gun
aim it at his head and squirt

can’t say that you really k!lling
‘cus there ain’t blood on your shirt

don’t say i ain’t tell you something
‘cus you gone end up hurt
[blades]
b*tch i’m sorry if i hurt your feelings
i am sorry that you hit your ceiling
smoking on that ash pack cork*m
on the grind, b*tch i out work ’em

while i’m winning, b*tch you sleeping
fat p*ssy boy, you weeping
i’m yo daddy, bite the hand that’s feeding your ass
sh*t at ball b*tch, i’m benching your ass

[voidloon]
michael will bench you he speaking no cap
there ain’t a bar that ain’t totally fact

god made all men but a strap made ’em equal
the colt .45 on his hip made him feeble

he talking so big like he control the people
keeping them interested, wait for the sequel

he driving by in a hand me down vehicle
talking this cap, i won’t make it believable

blades out he dissing he talking so wack
cork*m is stressing, dunno how to act

he named off everyone, i don’t keep track
don’t you run off, pin a tail on his ass

don’t wait for me while i master my craft
don’t brick the shots and expect me to pass

prodbysquirt made the beat so f*cking gas
and to end this sh*t off i’mma end it with class

talk big on the internet
can’t back it up, revert

load up that water gun
aim it at his head and squirt

can’t say that you really k!lling
‘cus there ain’t blood on your shirt

don’t say i ain’t tell you something
‘cus you gone end up hurt

[blades]
wanna know the secret sauce to this beat?

[voidloon]
frank’s red hot

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i put that sh*t on everything

- voidloon lyrics

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