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lil fentanyl - blow it up lyrics

[intro]
two hits on my back and i’m still winnin’, call me donald trump
got dweebs online talkin’ bout my ‘sonas daily, like i got bpd
call me gordon ramsay, ’cause i’m cookin’
when i step in the kitchen, turn me up, what you bumpin’

[chorus]
i blow it up like 9/11, r.i.p, sent to heaven
big ol’ heart, like kevin, but i ain’t 4’11
ain’t the same height since i was seven
gang gang, what you reppin’
spider whip, that’s a mcclaren, speedin’ fast, paul aron

[verse 1]
i just got a million dollars that’s a big fee
my dad is mrbeast, yuh, big shoutout to jimmy
i punched my big sis’ ’cause she said i was a sissy
many men on me, got me walkin’ like i’m 50
fifty rounds, no bb, i can’t gunfight with you bums
’cause i’m busy rollin’ up oak trees, ayy
i got that big d, hit the high note like i’m whitney
i got opps from here to philly, just kidding, bro, i’m silly
i’m billy, a hillbilly, got animals on my farm
i fed my cat some yarn, then i took ’em to the barn
i’m sharpenin’ these hoes, and i grip ’em with my arm
i pulled y’all out the dirt, where the hell is my croissant
even if i was gay, i’d still take your bitch any time of the day
i’m rockin’ air jordans but my goat is le+james
i’m sippin’ on promethazine, smokin’ on dave
[chorus]
i blow it up like 9/11, r.i.p, sent to heaven
big ol’ heart, like kevin, but i ain’t 4’11
ain’t the same height since i was seven
gang gang, what you reppin’
spider whip, that’s a mcclaren, speedin’ fast, paul aron

[verse 2]
swingin’ tree to tree, in 320, i’m ’bout to be hangin’ from baby maker
all of this to say ’cause i been movin’ up, just like escalators
big sales, might need a calculator, risin’ to the top, like an elevator
never goin’ down, stayin’ elevated, i’m the shit but i’m still constipated
speedin’, stay in yo’ lane, ‘fore i go and catch a case
eatin’, ’cause you know i slay, already on top of the game
england, that’s my favorite place, from the nights into the days
london, where you from, ‘ello, i’m british, mate

[outro]
shootin’ up my oppositions, drinkin’ tea and crumpets
i play in a big band, blowing on my trumpet
i blow it up like 9/11, r.i.p, sent to heaven
gang gang, what you reppin’, six+nine, stay steppin’

- lil fentanyl lyrics

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