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blueface - @30mileexclusive diss (no hook) lyrics

[intro]
finna bleed through this, f-ck your hood, aight
blueface, baby (let’s get to it, stop playin’)
yeah, aight (aight)
know i’m finna bleed
finna get real disrespectful, listen up, b-tch, aight

[verse]
i pull up to that benz lot, i’m finna blow commas (bop)
any n-gga want beef, i’m pullin’ up with chimichangas (i do this)
i’m bleedin’ that last n-gga, baby, i’m really him
these n-ggas really broke, everything ain’t what it seem (i’m really him)
i want what’s in them pockets, b-tch, keep what’s in them jeans (how much you got on you?)
infant mob, whole squad full of -ssh0l-s (scoop)
slidin’ up and down washington, b-tch, we in bimbos (bimbos)
ten hoes, gang members chase money before we change clothes (aight)
kick door, get dough, pull up, then we glamp hoes
so much money in my section, b-tch, you know we can’t fold (scoop)
i bash benzes only, i done ran through four doors and coupes
young hot n-gga so these wh0r-s blow me up like f-ckin’ soup (they blow my d-ck)
i’m confused, how the f-ck you n-ggas fly?
you don’t even drive (where is your sp-ceship?)
how you turnt up on the ‘gram but turn down when it’s live
(blueface, you really bleedin’ ’em, chill out with all that wordplay)
f-ck that, i get these b-tches wet and give a broke n-gga a headache (headache)
i told that b-tch to give me neck, b-tch, ’till your head ache (head ache)
i ain’t got time to f-ck around, i need a b-tch to make me bust fast
so i can hop in traffic and get back to that f-cking bag (bag)
don’t n0body love a n-gga when a n-gga doing bad
blueface in the booth, b-tch, you know i’m finna bleed it (bleed ’em)
lookin’ like janet on instagram
b-tch pulled up looking like michael
b-tch, you need to beat it (beat it)
this sh-t easy, peasy
thirty in my forty (aight), and it’s lemon squeezy (i do this)
runnin’ through these instrumentals
these rap n-ggas, waitin’ for a challenge
n-ggas thought sh-t was sweet ’til i socked him off balance (boom, baow)
blueface the flyest, b-tch, i’m stylin’ without a stylist
i’m not in the foreign slider, i’m goin’ nuts
you dependent on that next n-gga, you might as well be gettin’ f-cked (blueface, baby)

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