lil mexico – blah blah lyrics
[intro]
(this sound like quell)
[chorus: lil mexico]
want ’em all dead
hop out, send ’em all lead
ain’t gotta drop sh+t on your head
do that sh+t myself instead
k!ll his ass and keep the bread
out my body, takin’ meds
big dog, boy, go check the ped’
however n+ggas wanna play it
yada+yada+yada+yada, i don’t hear sh+t
blah+blah+blah, what you say? boy, you a real b+tch
i heard the sh+t, i hear the sh+t, but i’ma call his bluff
ain’t scared of sh+t, you scared of sh+t but actin’ like you tough
[verse 1: lil mexico]
this sh+t mob, n+ggas k!ll and rob where i’m from to get a plate
boy, on god, you a dub if your ass done ever raped
only i hang with gorillas and apes
like fredo, i let this draco bang
you try to touch my chain, bust your brain
(ayy, hold up, stop the whole beat)
boy, you a real b+tch
(ayy, stop that motherf+cker one more time)
your ass ain’t did sh+t
we the ones that drill sh+t
don’t need a pill to k!ll sh+t
go crazy when i’m sober, f+ck you over
on my mama mama
ain’t gotta drop these commas
i been about drama
whole clip out the drac’ left a n+gga with trauma
get flipped by the drac’, bring a tear to your mama
d+i+e, hate to say you gonna (boy, shut the f+ck up)
oh sh+t
ain’t got time for no slow leak
[chorus: lil mexico]
want ’em all dead
hop out, send ’em all lead
ain’t gotta drop sh+t on your head
do that sh+t myself instead
k!ll his ass and keep the bread
out my body, takin’ meds
big dog, boy, go check the ped’
however n+ggas wanna play it
yada+yada+yada+yada, i don’t hear sh+t
blah+blah+blah, what you say? boy, you a real b+tch
i heard the sh+t, i hear the sh+t, but i’ma call his bluff
ain’t scared of sh+t, you scared of sh+t but actin’ like you tough
[verse 2: mb montana]
okay, i heard that sh+t, i hear that sh+t
n+gga talkin’ blah+blah+blah, but they know we’ll drill some sh+t
they know i’m a trapper, i done really really k!lled some sh+t
they know i’m a clapper, i done really came through flippin’ sh+t
hold up, let me get this sh+t
i ain’t one of them, nah, i am not these dudes
ridin’ ’round with chopsticks, but i don’t eat no chinese food
hold up, stop the beat, yeah
i ain’t no rap n+gga
hold up, stop the beat again
get your ass clapped, n+gga
this that slime sh+t
ridin’ ’round sticked up with them young n+ggas slidin’ sh+t
this that bullets flyin’, n+ggas dyin’, mamas cryin’ sh+t
this that no chase, cold case, they ain’t find sh+t
this that if you talkin’ out your top, get your mind split
this that catch that every play, this that grind sh+t
i’m too gone off the meds, where my mind went?
ak bullets in my ar, i be tryin’ sh+t
tried to slide with that b+tch, f+cked up the firing pin (d+mn)
[chorus: lil mexico]
want ’em all dead
hop out, send ’em all lead
ain’t gotta drop sh+t on your head
do that sh+t myself instead
k!ll his ass and keep the bread
out my body, takin’ meds
big dog, boy, go check the ped’
however n+ggas wanna play it
yada+yada+yada+yada, i don’t hear sh+t
blah+blah+blah, what you say? boy, you a real b+tch
i heard the sh+t, i hear the sh+t, but i’ma call his bluff
ain’t scared of sh+t, you scared of sh+t but actin’ like you tough
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