412grimey – beat box remix lyrics
spin his block like beyblade
shootin sh+t like dywane wade
pulled up on his block leave his body strayed
(aye) tell yo homie pull up i know he b+tch made
i’m selling packs out here like little kids wit some lemonade
shoot to hit my shot i hit his head now he in his grave
sh+t be kinda boring all my opps out here be f+cking dead
i spun through hit dede in his neck now he a f+ckin sped
we ain’t gon beef ab no sh+t unless it ain’t about no bread
all that talking on the net must of forgot yo brother dead
i remember sh+t like yesterday o9 came through and took off his dread
she could f+ck me 40 times still won’t post a b+tch
she got corona can’t hit the blunt or get close to it
i was broke ill never go back
jus f+ck a bowl pack
this 223 gon tag his toe but you already know that
when tay spun all 6 hit you none of em for a warning
this that new opp pack get to cooking sh+t up in the morning
who you k!ll
who you drill
what you steal
just get out the booth and quit the rappin
when you a rat all that street sh+t turn to ashes
ill get a l!ck hit while i’m nappin
i backed my blade and got to stabbin
i felt his bones up in his chest , d+mn
that sh+t felt good to get off my chest
pin his block like beyblade
shootin sh+t like dywane wade
pulled up on his block leave his body strayed
(aye) tell yo homie pull up i know he b+tch made
i’m selling packs out here like little kids wit some lemonade
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