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american dead cross - blamo! كلمات الأغنية

i just want a baddie that gonna blow out my speaker queue
my medicated robitussin
k!llin bleed i seen the views
a bad kid
a felon thats been hearing blues
melancholy psyche
i might burn down your living room

sippin syrup
k!llin and i use the blood to paint a picture
i just wanna go and banter
how i like to use a pistol
maybe i will go and meet god
maybe ima do some sh_t that makes the people say some

set blamo!
a bad case a side ache
i might go walk to horizon
you say you say that you riding?
you in the trunk yeah you hostage

set blamo!
a bad case a side ache
i might go walk to horizon
you say you say that you riding?
you in the trunk yeah you hostage
the blueness of my tears has stained my cheek
bones
my radiating love has lost it’s touch
whoa
all i want it love baby
reference to myself lately
my self love is on the run and go

im fake like im plastic
thinking that im manic
sometimes i be pressing pause
sometimes it be tragic
i dont think, i need my brain
i only think on addy

im a b_tch
im a b_tch
i dont need a f_cking sh_ll
i could stab you in the face
i could put you on my shelf

red b_lls
red b_lls

two blunts in the bathroom
i could blow away a mushroom
big lungs i got vacuums
dyson only see shrooms
see i got a .22 up to my temple
tryna see god the lead in my mental
im breakin up crust
cracking my sh_ll
tryna be real
tryna see h_ll
i dont want b_tches im tryna see light
sparkin up matches i walk in the night
f_ck up my beamer im crashin to forest
seeing the trees im bouta go floor it

sw_ng metal heavy
oppisetti
kickin up dirt got blood confetti
takin out a lot
a black, it chevy
thinkin bout a thot
she think im steady
i dont give a f_ck about a b_tch
yall tryna see my stick
you see like

h_ll cut in my throat you see
my go to he go blow blow like a dope

im a fein
ima dreamer
im not f_cked in the head
i got speed
not a jog
i got runners for death
im a fein
ima dreamer
im not f_cked in the head
i got speed
not a jog
i got runners for death

set blamo!
a bad case a side ache
i might go walk to horizon
you say you say that you riding?
you in the trunk yeah you hostage

- american dead cross

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