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garry with two r's - blackin lyrics

blackin lyrics
[verse 1]

i’m stayin ducked off
baby i’m what’s quackin’
i’m what’s happenin’
you what’s happened
you just another
cum stain on the mattress
i do backflips
when i see ’em start they mental gymanstics
baby you should be a medalist
you at olympic level
i know what evil is
all of my friends was devils
you know how high i get
i’m all up in the treble
i got some badder b+tches
they all up into trouble
i got some family
that may claim to love me
but mostly they been
strange and ugly
and like yo’ pedo’ uncle
they just trynna’ touch me
i’m ’bout my benjamins
just call me bugsy
i work out every day
but i want my money fat and chunky
i run it up
and no you won’t outrun me
i shoot my shot
i bet you can’t outgun me
you hit this bowl
you coughin’ up a lung g
and yo’ tongue b
i’m gettin’ blew by a red head white b+tch
like i love my country
[chorus]

i am
seldom distracted i know what the facts is
i might
sell it to you but ima’ tax it
if i say it baby ima’ back it
they inactive i’m in action
i’m slappin’ like the back of my hand
hoe i be blackin’
i am
seldom distracted i know what the facts is
i might
sell it to you but ima’ tax it
if i say it baby ima’ back it
they inactive i’m in action
i’m slappin’ like the back of my hand
hoe i be blackin’

[verse 2]

i used to be good
i smoked an o and now i’m god
i could be wrong but look
i’m just as high
i don’t believe in justice systems
just in justice i
got some f+ckas’ who did me dirty
they got washed and dried
quit bein’ petty
say what’s on yo’ mind
you just complainin’ ’bout
the sun and the way it shine
i understand that all things
got they place and time
i don’t complain i just
jump up in the sky and make it mine
you cuttin’ up
i take yo’ knife away
i told you hoes play nice today
you dyin’ for some drama
well i might take yo’ life today
say everything you’d like to say
it’s a open mic today
but once i take the floor
i use you like a mop and wipe away
i get that stage clean enough
to pass a white glove
i got this sh+t wrapped
like a tight hug
jog yo’ memory
just like a light run
forgot that i’m the truth
well here’s the proof b+tch i’ll remind ya’
i’m up yo’ ass
like we matched on grinda’
my wrist watch is stuck on 12
baby the time’s up
i don’t get distracted
i got blindas’
like n0body scored in ot
i got it tied up
and i got all this sh+t on lock
b+tch i’m a diapa’

- garry with two rs lyrics

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