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blxsphmer - pop$ $moke$ 4 bill$ (we fux wit $um drill pop a bill 4) lyrics

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we f+x wit sum drill
pop a bill 4
my pops smokes 4 bills
i’m down at jersey shore and i’m f+cking with some wh0res
they doing my d+ck like some chores
they eating that sh+t like some smores
i put it in the right spot like connect 4
we sent you the video of the blood and the gore
i’m the king told you b+tches checkmate
like where’s my queen she gonna feel that sh+t in her spleen
my racks come in evergreen
put you on the television screen
put you on surround sound i just took your b+tch to pound town
i’m the big dog rolling with somе hounds now
joey gonna wear a gown and roll around uptown
press 5 and you down to ridе or down to die
my pops smokes a bill 4
i’m down at jersey shore and i’m f+cking with some wh0res
we took a fourway and called up jorge at the mayday parade
my scene b+tches emo and slayed
all the cops we paid off
did our envelope exchange and pulled into the interstate change
acid rain gonna feel the pain
this sh+t is impossible to explain
playing in smash as my main
pulled into your spot cuz i heard you so lame
wanna catch some fame?
pops smokes 4 bills
take a fourway and hit up jorge
press cinco if you ready to link yo
dont drop your bill four or your b+tch is a wh0re
pop 4 bills for my real and blow an american seal
gunna might comma after the runna
we gonna put you in coma
we feed you to the acid bath
feel that sh+t like a prisoner in iraq
half my homies out here black
this b+tch we gonna stab stab stab
pop a bill four ways
read about the lore and say hey
we gonna shoot em down today
he gonna meet the lord today
we made up our minds on friday
but it all happened on a thursday
my pops smokes 4 bills
we up on the board and got many k!lls
we up on the board and scammed many gmails
made a tiktok dedicated to your fails
then i meditated in your hood’s woods
i got cranial damage after i got busted at borg’s woods
but we ditched that sh+t and got let go by the blue bloods
now we trippin and crippin with your blood brothers motha
the military thinks this sh+t makes you dumber
coming down is a bummer
last time you heard me stutter
my gold bars like some b+tter
and i took them from your mother
you can call me a cutter
all these haters i’m gonna smother
my b+tch makes my heart flutter
you f+ck with me i’ll make you stutter
hang you from my gutter
i’m only getting smarter and harder
go talk to your father
we gonna delete all these bots and unzip your files
just like your entrails and release all your clippers
go talk to your father and call up my lawyer
i’m not here to disappoint her



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