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You did good, $lick It's a SMASH! Pla-pla-pla-players never doubt Draped up and dripped out Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Three in the mornin', gettin' the gat out the stash spot Drape-, drape-, drape-, drape- Draped up and dripped out Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Three in the mornin', gettin' the gat out the stash spot Drape-, drape-, drape-, drape- I got five bullets left in my nine Grey matted Glock, lookin' to fuck up someone's spine Mane, I do this all the time Yeah, I might be Cherry, but my haters all pie See the reaper smilin' when you look me in my eye (In my eye) Ridin' down Marconi, got my Tony on me My whip look like heavy cream, inside pepperoni Fleetwood day dreamin', but I'll never let 'em step up on me Shout-out all my Florida and my Texas homies (My Texas homies) Got my gut sticking out, I'm from fat city Everytime I hit the block, them cops is actin' piggy Blanco never left the 7th Ward, from LA to New York Yeah, you know I settle scores I try to keep y'all up to date on my escapades PS5 up in the Escalade, ridin' down esplanade Wock up in my lemonade, now them demons in my head to get some shade Pull the tool out then look at the mess I made I can't fix shit but my desire to get high All my homies that done died, they all watch me from the sky Life can be fucked up, but I'm glad to be here Lookin' for the love, but instead I see fear Shawty saw my dick, like when headlights meet deer I told her, "Turn around," then I pulled her rear near I told her, "Listen up, like you got like three ears You my whole world, I can't even see spheres" Draped up and dripped out Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Three in the mornin', gettin' the gat out the stash spot Drape-, drape-, drape-, drape- Pull up playa mackin' Bought my bitch her back end Whip self-park, gettin' head while I back-in Mane, I'm gettin' paid just to sigh and breathe it back in Used to cash change for some cigs, $5 on pump ten Northside superstar (North!), pull up just to piss 'em off Shawty see my bills, I said, "It's nil to what this kitchen cost" Show you how to pimp a broad, show you how to lift the cross Playas up, suckers down, pussies I just kill 'em off Tipping 4's on 'em hoes, $lick don't usually talk a lot Ridin' with some guns that turn your home into a parking lot Fire up a Swisher Sweet, eyes lookin' bittersweet Broken Heart Shorty, but it's yet to miss a fuckin' beat Three in the morning, it's just me and Screw, mane Too many thangs I wish that wasn't true, mane Been pimpin' keys like I'm Stephen Hough Germans growling, sounding like a European Zoo What it do? Foreign 'Cedes and a Caddy slab Caddy for my dad, bought my girl a new Macan Northern Lands, Southside, that's where I began (7th Ward!) I'm rollin' vengeance, that's forever like I'm Warren Van Sail through the South, gold in my mouth Ball on these hoes like I'm Luka 'Downtown', mane One for the money, two 30's for pain Xan' for my nerves, only way I stay sane, mane W-What it do? Foreign 'Cedes and a Caddy slab Caddy for my dad, bought my girl a new Macan Riding down esplanade, riding down esplanade, in the Escalade Wock up in my lemonade, demons in-in-in my What it do? What-what-what-what it-what it do? Bla-Bla-Blanco never left the 7th Ward, never left the 7th Ward
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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