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blnnk – allegations lyrics

verse:
she want a son told the b+tch to look up
i’m not a deputy b+tch i don’t cuff
off them ppp loans know some n+ggas got rich
this is pay+per+view you cannot get in this sh+t
i be smoking too much be forgetting and sh+t
she be shaking that ass she lit in this b+tch
coupe
we might slide in the coupe or the ram
in miami like bam
i just f+cked up on this b+tch and i don’t want her around
chopper chopping down trees and its bringing him down
n+ggas cappin on they name had to give ‘em a gown
you can be kyrie irving i’m clamping you down
chefing kd, i eat ruth chris now
keep a rocket like harden, we cooling ‘em down
bridge:
that’s the big three, is you hearing me?
gun on fire, not no safety
f+cking this bad b+tch as of lately
(ohhhhhhh)
these n+ggas be checking for me i don’t see ‘em
i might slid up on ya b+tch go check her dm
just like i said before this cash it overload

hook:
i been addicted to bags
wake up and pop me a tag
i got money in my forecast
that lil allegation said harassed
you gotta be stupid to believe the b+tch
i’m stacking my cheese this is velveeta b+tch
i will never cheat i could just leave the b+tch
but it’ll be easier to keep the b+tch on the team
told her get it together, you not cinderella
she called me a dog, i guess b+tch i’m old yeller
cannot sweat a b+tch i just buy her a sweater
i’m just upping my rank i guess i’m doing better
we got cash in the safe we just keep it for pleasure
n+gga corny we pop him and add a lil kettle
just wait for the day when i fill an arena
bad b+tch with me you know she a diva
i got work and i drink my the liter
i don’t give a d+mn just like a beaver
verse:
i got a bag i, run it up
like a kid in a class i’m, cutting up
she be throwing it back she, f+ck it up
on a different tragectory, i’m going up
n+ggas be hating, we call ‘em joe budden
and don’t call me twin i might f+ck on ya cousin
got a rollie for one day, dweller for another
say she not a freak i turned to a sucker
chopper blowing at n+ggas they think its a trumpet
i’m deep out in france and i’m eating them crumpets
like a flood, it don’t matter i’m coming in
had to call that lil b+tch told her bring a friend
i be running the beat like that movie with the maze
don’t play with n+ggas ain’t sign a deal with faze (facts)

outro:
i buy the prada for me (facts)
i buy givenchy for me and my b+tch
i’m with my brother like lilo and stitch
just like ace hood, he be faking his wrist
(why they doing that sh+t?)
we used to come through the hood in that old school
back when i stood on that step stool
tryna make a million off of protools

- blnnk lyrics

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