blackout (fuaad) - bandz lyrics
intro [blackout]:
yuh, yuh blackout featuring zaddyoc
yuh butcher gang in this sh-t b-tch
yuh, yuh, listen listen….
verse 1 [blackout]:
icy b-tch, stay away or you finna drown
butcher gang you know that we got the crown
the last p-ssy tried to talk sh-t and scamble
b-tch i’m so icy in my gucci f-ckin’ sandals
to this hate, i got immunity
spent 10 times your rent on some jewelry
if you want me to talk truthfully
i f-cked her p-ssy up and that sh-t was brutally
f-ck with butcher gang, do you have a tumor
b-tch my kind is rare just like the skull trooper
butcher gang we is all hoopers and shooters
spread these bands across the table like a rumor
that b-tch is stalkin’ me man – she a psycho
“butcher gang’s broke” – man that sh-t is a typo
she call me she said she want it tonight tho
talkin’ sh-t but you really don’t wanna fight tho
three way feature we is comin’ for the list
and you is a broke b-tch fallin’ off like taylor swift
this is about us growin’ b-tch
all these n-ggas can just f-ckin’ sit
down on that ground. some n-ggas can’t even lift one f-ckin’ pound
we is growin’ b-tch throwin’ off all the snakes
butcher gang droppin’ songs, never f-ckin’ brake, yuh
goin’ off on this mic no one can stop me
lil n-gga no one in this sh-t can f-ckin’ drop me
blackout is battlin’ a whole bunch of p-ssies
you were seen as big bad f-ckin’ bullies
put you in your place, do somethin’ about it
proved you wrong if you ever doubt it
blackout b-tch aye
blackout b-tch aye
transition [zaddyoc]:
aye, blackout zaddyoc
aye, blackout zaddyoc
aye, aye, blackout zaddyoc
huh, aye, blackout zaddyoc b-tch
aye, blackout zaddyoc
aye, blackout zaddyoc
aye, aye, blackout zaddyoc
aye, aye, blackout zaddyoc
verse 2 [zaddyoc]:
two shots – a n-gga is faded
play these hoes like gta, you can call them wasted
call you bill beller check cause your pockets deflated
me and money been close, you could say we related
n-ggas say they hard but get caught and they ate it
n-gga couldn’t hit it so his fat-ss just ate it
n-gga couldn’t hit it so his fat-ss just ate it
n-gga couldn’t hit it so his fat-ss just ate it
big rocket on my shoulder is nasa
n-gga call me topped up cause a n-gga been that alpha
have yo b-tch runnin’ outta breath like that asthma
my neck got the diamonds and the glock got the plasma
young n-gga wit a bag they tried hop up on the way
i be stackin’ on my blues i love to f-ckin’ get paid
blackout in this sh-t, and his choppa keep a big blade
blackout in this sh-t, and his choppa keep a big blade
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