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Blam

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Blam was released on June 25, 2021 by The Dealer$ as a part of the album Grindtime

Song Details

Release DateJune 25, 2021

LabelThe Dealer$

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM92

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Music Video

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Gilbert Flores

Songwriter

Lyrics

Dropped a stack on the blam so this the bitch don't jam

If a buster then it's fuck em I ain't shaking his hand

Missile sitting in the barrel When I step out the door

Throw a stack at the roof she picked it up off

Dropped a stack on the blam so this the bitch don't jam

If a buster then it's fuck em I ain't shaking his hand

Missile sitting in the barrel When I Step out the door

Throw a stack at the roof she picked It up off the floor

Don't get it twisted cause I'm rappin I'll still hit me a lick

They gave me 6 I didn't switch and I'm still in the mix

Off balanced by a bitch got um

Throwing a fit

Acting tuff now you sorry you ain't built For this shit

Quick to turn a 211 to a 187

These bitches said that Ima dog I Heard we all go to heaven

I don't fuck wit confessions I don't Talk to the reverend

Light work a couple stacks on the Engine I'm reving...

I seen people really change over Dollar bills

Don't know how deal wit pain so They poppin pills

My success in arms reach that's just How I feel

And if you leaping in my way them You...

Touch down hit the block I was Acting a fool

Try to run up I'm just laughing cause I'm packing a tool

Touch down hit the block I was Acting a fool

Try to run up I'm just laughing cause I'm packing a tool...

Dropped a stack on the blam so this The bitch don't jam

If a buster then it's fuck em I ain't Shaking his hand

Missile sitting in the barrel When I Step out the door

Throw a stack at the roof she picked It up off the floor

Dropped a stack on the blam so this The bitch don't jam

If a buster then it's fuck em I ain't Shaking his hand

Missile sitting in the barrel When I Step out the door

Throw a stack at the roof she picked It up off the floor

Tight rope where I'm walking so I Carry the stick

Snaps wit blue strips bitch I carry a Grip

Turning down a fade you just Considered a bitch

Im not these Latin beast rappers Don't compare me to them

Bullets hit his body and his face turned pale

The day I leave earth I know I'm going to hell

Exotic ina blunt what my lungs inhale

Cause where I'm from at 21 you either dead or in jail

Going thru it lately feeling death getting close

Cause all the people that I loved are in the form of a ghost

Me and Steven hit a left then I crashed in the rain

Emptied out 20 rounds somebodies feeling the pain

Everybody say they solid put some heat and they bend

My life been on the line I don't do it for trend

And all these rappers telling lies all they do is pretend

I don't regret the disrespect bitch I'll do it again

Dropped a stack on the blam so this the bitch don't jam

If a buster then it's fuck em I ain't shaking his hand

Missile sitting in the barrel When I step out the door

Throw a stack at the roof she picked it up off the floor

Dropped a stack on the blam so this the bitch don't jam

If a buster then it's fuck em I ain't shaking his hand

Missile sitting in the barrel When I step out the door

Throw a stack at the roof she picked it up off the floor

Written by: Gilbert Flores

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