
chris èlite - wine on a blixk (remix) lyrics
[chorus: chris èlite]
lil b_tch, got a glock in my pants
extendo the clip so don’t ask me to dance
hand on hip, watch she whine on a blixk
was never the type to waste time on a b_tch
time on a b_tch
got a glock in my pants
extendo the clip so don’t ask me to dance
hand on hip, watch she whine on a blixk
was never the type to waste time on a b_tch
time on a b_tch
[verse 1: chris èlite]
fatboy he got put on a tee
black rain, all my gd’s is heartless
everybody know folks run the street
you talk on von and the g go r_t_rded
[?] that van and we hopped out that v
he got punched now his face look departed
you f_cked up whеn you spoke on the team
p_ssy boy, you don’t know what you startеd
yeah, my n_ggas they savage, pistol we packin’
spinnin’ we shoot for the k!ll
brodie pass me the ratchet, run up i’m clappin’
know that i’m down for the drill
that’s your wifey i’m slappin’, you mad that i’m laughin’
she lovin’ the way that it feel
kapo dead in a casket, flossy be cappin’
f_ck it, let’s bend through the hill
f_ck your dead get back yeah i said that
[?] just sat back when his brother got whacked
like, your mans get k!lled you regret that
got the knock on my hip you better step back
[chorus]
lil b_tch, got a glock in my pants
extendo the clip so don’t ask me to dance
hand on hip, watch she whine on a blixk
was never the type to waste time on a b_tch
time on a b_tch
got a glock in my pants
extendo the clip so don’t ask me to dance
hand on hip, watch she whine on a blixk
was never the type to waste time on a b_tch
time on a b_tch
[verse 2: yung jay]
lil b_tch, i got a glock in my pants
catch him, clip him we ain’t pulled up to waste time
hope you ready to die for your mans
i send them shooters all i tell them is “facetime”
call lil jah he gon’ hop out the van, trigger cl!ckin’ no survivors it’s game time
we put one in the head when we spin, have that sleeper do you on the same time
b_tch, we spinnin’ we don’t give a f_ck
pull up when we clap that turn ‘em into flashbacks, them shooters sendin’ them up
made that boy a new pack, sendin’ him where ike at
they know when we bendin’ we [?]
she gon’ whine on a d_ck but she feel the stick
he talk hot then we fessin’ him up
this lil b_tch with the sh_ts let her whine on a blixk
[chorus]
lil b_tch, got a glock in my pants
extendo the clip so don’t ask me to dance
hand on hip, watch she whine on a blixk
was never the type to waste time on a b_tch
time on a b_tch
got a glock in my pants
extendo the clip so don’t ask me to dance
hand on hip, watch she whine on a blixk
was never the type to waste time on a b_tch
time on a b_tch
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