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lil blade – dangerous lyrics

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[intro]
i don’t even got my shoes on in this motherf+cker
i got my chains on though

[hook]
they don’t like it, but my mama say she proud of me
yeah, diamonds ‘round my neck, paid some thousands for it
yeah, clout+chasin’ n+ggas, ain’t got time for ‘em
just pulled up in that ‘cat, she like the sound on it
leavin’ hickeys on my neck, man, this b+tch crazy
i’m a young og, don’t let sh+t phase me
yeah, don’t fall in love with me, b+tch, i’m dangerous
yeah, sit around broke? i couldn’t take it

[verse]
i bought a crib, talkin’ numbers with my chaldean
hit the hood, scoop some cheese up on margareta
hit it once, then i’m done, “it was nice to meet you”
yeah, been the man since school, i was on the teacher
yeah, we runnin’ up the score, you sittin’ on the bleachers
what you paid for that watch, i charge for a feature
on some dilly sh+t, so that’s a good thousand
yeah, n+gga got a problem? we gon’ see ‘bout him
wasn’t where i wanna be, i couldn’t sleep ‘bout it
always got they hands out, but they ain’t see ‘bout me
made a promise to myself, i wasn’t gon’ be silent
n+gga, come and get your b+tch, why she keep houndin’?
yeah, ridin’ in a foreign, put some feet on it
tryna dodge the potholes, it ain’t no meat on ‘em
did it all by myself with no big homie
no l’s, windows tinted with that sh+t on me
pockets look like thot[?] pants, i got a brick on me
i ain’t ‘bout to run from sh+t, you see these kicks on me?
my right foot alone, that’s ‘bout six of ‘em
it took me two months, it took you six summers
yeah, i know these n+ggas hatin’, i’m just laughin’ at ‘em
make your b+tch disappear, it look like magic happened
thumbin’ through these twenty’s, it’s a stackin’ habit
swervin’ lane to lane, don’t give a d+mn ‘bout traffic
i don’t f+ck with these n+ggas, b+tch, i pay myself
got her pullin’ on my shirt, say she like my belt
why you lookin’ at her crazy? she can’t help herself
ain’t never seen a real n+gga, she f+ckin’ with the help
meet me in my 605, you n+ggas keep on lyin’
talkin’ cash, but you pick up rocks
h+ll no, i’ll never switch up sides
i just switch up rides
stack up ten, put that sh+t to the side



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