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blazer boccle - wowow lyrics

[chorus]
wow, wow
last week, my mum, she sat me down, down
she said if i keep selling ounce, ounce
i gotta get up out her house, house
fast+forward right back right to now, now
i’m sleeping on my bredrin’s couch, couch
trapping all day for them pounds, pounds
exhale the fumes, they turn to clouds, clouds

[verse]
my ex girl tried set me up so i went to her mum’s, smashed all the windows
standard, you know how the ting goes
when i see the opps on road, dun know i’m tryna do ’em like kimbo
on sight, you know how the ting goes
i was in the trap spot and i heard mad shots blast off
so i jumped out the window
obviously, you know how the ting goes
but if i ever slap corn at the pr+cks
the only way i’d miss is if man did thе limbo
one time, you know how the ting goеs
two fat ladies, call out “bingo”
that’s two shotgun sh+lls at your kids’ home
baby mum screaming, she can’t believe that, i bet any money she grasses
my n+ggas controlling the game with white, you could call him a fascist
gang got mashes, make the corn crash like princess diana
bally or bandana, big fat lies like tony montana
i be with a b+tch in chinchilla, bare lip filler
and she just sniffed a full grammer
bend her over and ram her
everything i spit too sick just like i’m bulimic
them man there got no backbone, they’re paraplegic
i was on the road and man are telling me that my bro robbed his grow
and i tell you what, i believe it
no mercy, no feelings, on the road skrring, phone beating
boys on ktm, they’re back wheeling
i was in the club with the snow, just skiing
but if you see man driving a german whip
blacked out window, dealing crack
i’m in the passenger leaning back
if i see an opp’s wig, i’ll peel it back
feds try stop man and take man’s weed
like “officer, don’t you know weed is grass?”
i turn weed to ash, i’m just speaking facts
my young g’s creep in gaffs, take mans keys and dash
all i see is murderers, burglars, drug serverers
opps dem swerving us, they don’t wanna say a word to us
team full of drillers and perjurers
cause man are from broken families
my n+ggas got waps, we used to have stanleys
yeah trust me, you know how the ting goes
back rolled, that’s how the ting’s rolled
big stems, that’s how the ting grows
tombstones is what the ting holds
cases is what the ting close
oh your wifey’s got big holes
[chorus]
yeah wow, wow
last week, my mum, she sat me down, down
she said if i keep selling ounce, ounce
i gotta get up out her house, house
fast+forward right back right to now, now
i’m sleeping on my bredrin’s couch, couch
trapping all day for them pounds, pounds
exhale the fumes, they turn to clouds, clouds

- blazer boccle lyrics

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