lil hatii – blastin! lyrics
[intro]
uh
thirteen!
uhh oh
3 up!
gang, gang
gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang, gang
slatt!
[verse 1: lil hatii]
caught the pussy n-gg- out in traffic
i caught that n-gg- lacking, i upped the ar-15
and then i got to blasting
left his pussy -ss in the past tense, aye
choppa with a d-ck get to blasting, aye
i don’t wanna f-ck, i just wanna nut in yo throat
yeah dripping in designer i got gucci on my coat
bad b-tch throw it back
yeah choppa with a mag hit a n-gg- in his back
gang, gang, gang!
glock with a beam it leave you with an injury
you ain’t a friend of mine boy you a enemy
i know this little b-tch really is into me
my pistol clip h-lla long like a centipede
aye! (aye!)
all you n-gg-s do is talk
got a choppa with a d-ck hit a n-gg- in the jaw
pouring up a four, pour a bottle of the wok
double up the styrofoam
limp walk, lean wok (wok)
i know i’m that n-gg- i could f-ck on your spouse
put my d-ck in her mouth then you kiss on that thot (nasty)
glock 45 break him down like a fraction
got to much to lose so you won’t catch me lacking
run up in your house take your shit
caught you lacking
i was counting money that i got from the back in
[skit: lil hatii]
hold up let me get tre on here
ayy
3 up!
[verse 2: tr3]
3 up but b-tch it’s 3 down if n-gg- test me, ayy
yo b-tch she up in my dm she call me sexy, ayy
i’m gone i’m sipping on the wok it make my tummy ache
go head, you gone and p-ssed me off
n-gg-s really b-tch though
death threats that shit been old
i don’t give a f-ck about yo pistol
steady talking bout the same shit
better stop talking out yo neck b-tch
before i pull up and i get it hectic
3 up
thirteen
gang
f-ck!
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