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blo - watch out lyrics

[intro: blo]
oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: blo]
took off, went past the moon
two percocet mixed with shrooms
f_ck a wedding, i ain’t jumpin’ the broom
f_ck the death, i ain’t goin’ in the tomb
delete the signal, i’m still in tune
push_start, the whip still go vroom
up the g and i’m uppin’ it smooth (roc that sh_t out, hari)
barely pray, i can talk to a goon
i got redhead sisters in pilates
go ask, i paid for bodies
build_a_b_tch, i made that body
body, she took her body to follies
stealin’ cars, i made it a hobby
my garage like a gta lobby
now the b_tch tryna look like kylie
dramatic b_tch, she look like miley cyrus
but this b_tch from the eastsidе
bougie, but she with it, she ain’t scarеd of a g_ride (chill)
better yet, tell the ho be fine
get out the car, that’s how we slide
forty_five hundred for some jeep tires
ran off on the plug, i ain’t meet plies
this a maybach, you wonder why the seat wide
ridin’ in a maybach
finna go buy a couple houses just to go stay at, yeah
don’t even use that house, that’s where milan play at
don’t even use this gun, where my old k at?
bro feel like i slimed him, but we go way back, f_ck that
opp shot at me, what i did? bust back
she nutted on me, i could bust back
gun in my hand, i clutch that
tryna bet a thousand on a running back
f_ck it, we could bet he gon’ run it back
you don’t wanna bet that i get a sack
quiz me on prizepicks, i’m good for that
they don’t tell you that i’m the square god
had a hundred thousand ‘fore i met rod
i ain’t gotta google the p_wn shop
front of the hood, you wanna see bob
i had the regular glock 27
swapped out face, now it say car
keep tellin’ her she’s a pretty girl
but she keep beggin’ for a face job
me and bm, we still havin’ differences
but i’ll probably nut in her again, that p_ssy magnificent
no hand tools, i be drillin’ sh_t
before hoppin’ in, i was peelin’ sh_t
but i ain’t never put no charge on a kia
i could really show you how to steal a whip
you go past, poke machine
find your car, break the window, just watch out, it might scream
watch out, they got ring
watch out, she wear fake celine
i’ll be d_mned if i make you cream
i’ll be d_mned if i even f_ck you, f_ck i look like givin’ you a ring?
back to stealin’ cars, you can hit the lot, pull out about four of ’em
hit four n_ggas’ scats in a day, i drove all four of ’em
i finally seen her twin and now i want both of ’em
i thought you was doin’ it big, you died, now you need you a gofund
[verse 2: fox bd]
too much money on the floor, you better get some
i love a b_tch put it in my palm
ain’t no glock in my drawers, it’s underarm
free blo, i’m seein’ palms and wearin’ palm
angels, bd, n_gga, my name ringin’ in prisons
lil’ bro stole ten cars within two weeks, this the only time when he children
you bleed the same way i bleed, we both gotta leave this earth, none i’m fearin’
i’m paranoid, saw blue lights behind me, every time, know i’m peelin’
this smoke heavy, this sh_t gettin’ serious
i’m a gangster, i respect my peers
do you sell p_ssy? i’m just curious
i prefer the trackhawk over urus

[outro]
(roc that sh_t out, hari)

- blo

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