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blackdrift – f3dup! كلمات اغاني

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[intro: slip2crazy & blackdrift]
yeah (let’s get it)
f_ck going on, slip?
let’s get this cash
lil b_tch
lil b_tch
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go (it’s slip)

[verse 1: blackdrift]
i could never get caught up over no instgram dm’a (at all)
and if i hit i’d always pull out, can’t make her no bm (uh, uh)
no i don’t even know her name, so for now she’s just my twin (my twin)
so, for now i just say “f_ck it”, i don’t even want yo pin
i don’t even want your opinion
aye, f_ck whatchu heard
i might just burn em’ up in an ashtray, none of my concern
light this sh_t up, i’m bout to burn up
feel like lone, i’m bout to turn up
we got weed and codiene, get that wok like i’m from poland (shoutout yachty!)
lets start here, you ain’t ever see me miss
like magic, yeah i got a couple tricks
lost vision, i ain’t ever see him since
then we saw the sun it hit
and i blew up off of “onestep” just like franklin
switch the script up, feel like franklin (grah, grah)
i count hunnids, them ben franklins (word)
presidential sh_t like franklin
that boy he keep dissing me, i don’t know why he talking
only making 3s like stephen, got that curry, i ain’t walking
if you in my shooter sights, he turn yo ass to stephen hawking
and that b_tch was on some bullsh_t, so i had to get to blocking
d_mn, i had to get to cropping, cropped her ass right out the picture (on god!)
the irony, i cut her off and then my bank account got richer (how come?)
and he ain’t even got no motion, talking bout “he got six figures” (he cap)
feel like makima, i forget the strap, the chainsaw get to fixing (grah grah grah)
[verse 2: slip2crazy]
i might drop a 4th of wokhardt in this cup and crush it up (woah)
c_c_classy b_tch be tight as f_ck
she call her friend, i knock her up (yeah)
glossy diamonds on the gang, i just told dexter “spark one up” (that’s gang)
i ain’t voting on that sh_t, it ain’t my word if it go wrong (f_ck no)
i ain’t stressing ’bout no b_tch cause i got options
and opps hit on yo block, that’s yo twin
pick ’em up, wait no, you dropped him
i saint laurent my b_tch out
got a fat ass wit a back end (woah)
and she tapping out when i’m wrapping it
and she suck me up, oh u like it then?
how you f_cking with me and then f_ck with my opps? (uh)
b_tch picked both sides like the b_tch bis_xual
she grabbing my_ (huh?)
now this b_tch speaking s_xual
that is my language, but i’ll find a better you (yeah yeah)
shotguns sh_lls spit out like vodka
send him up to god with your father
no dissing on my blocka (on god)
this draco got him dancing like he uzi, he just wanna rock
tell my b_tch turn on the jersey drill and hit the moon walk
smooth criminal, a k!lla, bruh
that’s how i was raised (yeah)
and this .40 gonna make him s_s_stutter on the pavement (dexter, yeah!)
[verse 3: dexxx]
check, big ass .40, know it’s gonna bang back (yeah, boom!)
you flexing on the gram, ain’t that them same racks?
and you saying i love her, nah, but why you saying that?
these n_ggas be throwing up signs, but i don’t bang that
chasing all these racks, and i’ma get ’em
put that on my bros (woah)
keep my pockets fat, i’m one to save it
i don’t like to blow
ima f_ck lil shawty then i kick her out, out the room (go!)
she know that it’s dexter (really?)
so she tryna come next afternoon (yeah, yeah, yeah!)
i’ve really been that man (okay!)
i don’t really got no time for jokes (okay!)
bullets tryna catch a tan (woah!)
summertime coming like way too close (yeah!)
your b_tch gon’ hit that dance
on my d_ck, she hit it like a pro (let’s go!)
she told me she a fan, but i’d still f_ck her like a hoe
really been tryna go up (yeah!)
but few n_ggas be saying i changed (yeah yeah!)
i do not do this sh_t for money
i just do this for my gang (yeah!)
no you cannot get nun from me
all you fake n_ggas the same (the same!)
told me “wrap up like a mummy”
but my pullout game insane (yeah!)
[outro: dexxx]
ha ha ha
ah
sh_sh_t
dexter, yeah!

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