Lyrics

It's a man down when we lurking Pull up in all black we purging Pull up in all black suburbans If he ain't dead, we reversing Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him (Blixky the blixky the blixky the blixky) Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him It's a man down when we lurking Pull up in all black we purging Pull up in all black suburbans If he ain't dead, we reversing Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him (Blixky the blixky the blixky the blixky) Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him If he ain't dead, we reversing Blixky gang Tutu, the general Sprint to this cash, I could show what this bread'll do Chew in all it, don't do premiums, only surburban I'm lurking and seeing them Tripping I'm clicking the smithen, I can't even witness I be all up in her belly, leaving bitches limping BNB so fuck the telly beamer when I'm drifting I'm a freak and if she let me hit it, then I'm skeeting Talk the flock on the reg, I'm flipping this block I got one in the head, let it off then we fled I call up my shooters that blam him instead Claim NBA but they D-league We bend they block in like three V's Watch how I make it look easy, clipping them Treys like I'm CP They flocking its purging the season My niggas talk birds they feening He opping this murder, he bleeding Get spotted they shouldn't be creeping It's a man down when we lurking Pull up in all black we purging Pull up in all black suburbans If he ain't dead, we reversing Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him (Blixky the blixky the blixky the blixky) Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him It's a man down when we lurking Pull up in all black we purging Pull up in all black suburbans If he ain't dead, we reversing Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him (Blixky the blixky the blixky the blixky) Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him If he ain't dead, we reversing I need me a fast stack, I think I might end up where your stash at Dope and lean till I'm past that Age of 14 kept guns in my backpack When we bend I'm like Mad Max Beamer knock off his wig or his dad hat The language we talking is trapanese, can't trust a soul All these niggas be babbling Bitches bend over, I'm cracking it Blam at ya man, we gon' shoot it with accuracy Youngest in charge, why they mad at me Henny Patron, we still lean off the actavis And its still RIP Flock tho Free twirlers really gotta watch hoes Lil' niggas shooting with they eyes closed aiming for his belly or nostrils It's a man down when we lurking Pull up in all black we purging Pull up in all black suburbans If he ain't dead, we reversing Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him (Blixky the blixky the blixky the blixky) Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him It's a man down when we lurking Pull up in all black we purging Pull up in all black suburbans If he ain't dead, we reversing Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him (Blixky the blixky the blixky the blixky) Blixky gang you know we gon' murk him If he ain't dead, we reversing
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