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blo - no deal lyrics

[intro]
(dollaz cooked this sh+t up)
(choppin’ sh+t up like trippy)

[verse]
still got motion, i ain’t fall off or nothin’
i wish my fans would start askin’ me how much is my bond?
if i had a bond, would’ve been gone
[?] hot phone
not a key, but the truck got a [?]
and my mama got a business, it’s black+owned
i remember we ain’t have sh+t, huh
n+gga, we would find us a l!ck, huh
it was a few b+tches i ain’t hit
now look at ’em, they all on d+ck, yeah
i rember strikin’ in gwinnett
hopped in a car, found a stick
i remember counting that hundred with mama and ran through it like it ain’t sh+t
but now i got more money
and i don’t owe a n+gga nothin’, i know money
got this money off cars, not show money
you might f+ck, but you can’t take a ho from me
she can get mad, then f+ck off
i’ma get mad and doublе it
i don’t catch feelings for real
i’ma just f+ck and dub the b+tch
3 in the morning on thе phone with bd talkin’ ’bout rap and some more sh+t
tryna bring bottega in the chain gang, i don’t wanna wear forces
i done had every [?] you could think of, where the f+ck my endors+m+nt?
i could teach you how to strike with no pad, i be sellin’ my courses
i don’t need [?]
take me to the lot and i’ll steal
“twin, he right there,” oh, well
pull up [?] and he gon’ yell
[?] to the plug, i want cash
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout no zelle
wait, i’ll settle for that watch
i’ll accept the cartier
and i think that the skeleton
demon, pull off, she skeleton
i’m keepin’ this one, i ain’t sellin’ it
and i just got the title, they mailin’ it
both of ’em [?], got both of ’em, ho want both of ’em
i’ma run this b+tch back, get the stiff+arm
if you think that’s your b+tch, i put d+ck on her
if you think that’s your b+tch, i put rick on her, ricky
phew+phew+phew, n+gga get hit with the switchy
milan, she like bluey, she ain’t with all that mickey
hold on, where your mouth been? ho, you talkin’ ’bout, “kiss me”
your p+ssy ain’t nothin’ but some jordans, you let me f+ck for two+fifty
jordans, tell the b+tch beat it like michael
been makin’ hits, ain’t write ’em
caught a few cases in the ring, had to fight ’em
if you can spell so well, spell “indicted”
i was fightin’ indictments
n+ggas told, they ain’t catch me strikin’
and the switch hit just like lightning
keep a strap, but i ain’t on dyk+ sh+t
tryna f+ck me a ho [?]
i ain’t jeffin’, i’m [?] for real
only time i get to stretchin’ when people like i don’t mean business for real
talkin’ ’bout business
ain’t seen the business, i’m locked up for business for real
been had [?] for real
we been wrappin’ the dodges for years
had my mama driveway sideways, probably told her it was a rental
when gsp get off the highway, man, you knowin’ them boys tryna hit you
pullin’ over, i ain’t even go for it
you say you want somethin’ gotta go for it
postin’ all them pictures with money, but what do you have to show for it?

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