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big30 - blrrrdddd lyrics

[intro]
blrrrd
come here, shawty
ayy

[verse 1]
ayy, what they talkin’ ’bout?
we was thirteen deep with thirteen choppers at the chopper house (blrrrd, blrrrd)
once we get the drop, go with our move, ain’t sh+t to talk about (come on)
since lil’ dude been locked, they ain’t been out ’cause we been stalled them out (come on)
ayy, no, they ain’t been out, so who they lookin’ for? (huh?)
50k around my neck, by myself with that pistol tucked (come with it)
big boy up one+fifty, he got hit up out a pickup truck (blrrrd)
put a hundred in his sh+t, had grandma pickin’ pictures up (hah)
you can’t call me lil’ bruh, you ain’t never got no l!ck for me (no)
seventy+five mag in this draco, but i put sixty+three (for sure)
i’m in еvery city, in the club throwin’ up the biggеst c’s (crip)
you can’t holler out, “blrrrd,” if you ain’t never shot no stick with me (no)

[interlude]
yeah, you ain’t never shot no stick with me
you can’t holler out, “blrrrd,” you ain’t never shot no stick with me
you can’t… sing my sh+t for free

[verse 2]
big backwoods, exotic smoke, i don’t smoke with a lot of folks (gas)
all my n+ggas stealin’, not from me, but grand theft auto, though (skrrt)
look outside the chopper house, that sh+t look like a car lot, ho
but every car up on this car lot stole and all my diamonds froze
a wise man’ll know that the worst place to play is at my show (duh)
i bought every chopper, every glock out, every beam in store (duh)
you can play, get knocked off, my lil’ dropout, he gon’ up the score (brrt)
we don’t care the narcs out, we gon’ stop child, straight+eight do the most (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
chopper gang can’t have a show in memphis, must be april 1st (blrrrd, blrrrd)
you can think this sh+t sweet if you want to, f+ck ’round, get a he+rs+
she asked me for a fendi purse, we had to stop at gucci first (stop at gucci first)
automatic pump and a lil’ uzi, slidin’ in a vert (slidin’ in a vert)
i know he a p+ssy, shook my hand, couldn’t look me in my face (not my face)
if i let him get away, gino gon’ flip over any grave (flip over any grave)
if i get in reach and right with the opps, flip ’em with this drac’ (flip ’em with this drac’)
how the f+ck the industry give a gangster a hundred k? (they gave me a hundred k)
[outro]
blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
haha

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