lil nas x - thanos (blow it) lyrics
[intro]
yeah what, yeah, what, yeah, what, what
yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i’m k!llin’ these n-ggas, they calling me c-cky
n-ggas is mad and n0body can stop me
i’m in my bag and there’s no need to brag
and you n-ggas get smacked, i’m your dad and your papi
i’m finna blow, i already know it
i spit hits, i’m a f-ckin’ poet
you n-ggas sh-t, you need to f-ckin’ quit
you take potential hits and then you f-ckin’ blow it
[verse 1]
i hop on this beat i’m finessing
look at these blessings
all of my exes from texas
you n-ggas is guessing that i will start stressing
fall back to depression just cause yo’ rejection
i k!ll beats, these instrumentals
n-ggas talking bout “he got potential”
n-ggas joining groups tryna’ be avengers
scared to stand alone, scared to dis-ssemble
i’m droppin sh-t way before december
be afraid hope you do remember
in the escalade, drinking ace of spades
doing escapades, yeah, i do adventures
droppin’ sh-t, you know that i’m poppin’ sh-t
i switched up my swag and they copied it
got in my bag and i pulled off the tag
and i don’t mean to brag on my mothaf-ckin’ c-cky sh-t
n-ggas is, n-ggas is wack
smokin’ on crack, i am on fire like jack
i do the same thing as thugger
when cops come and pull up
yeah, i put that brack in my brack
n-ggas corny, n-ggas whistle blow
n-ggas kiss -ss, n-gga mistletoe
you gotta thick -ss? you should let me know!
i make big cash, giuseppe’ toe
[chorus]
i’m k!llin’ these n-ggas, they calling me c-cky
n-ggas is mad and n0body can stop me
i’m in my bag and there’s no need to brag
and you n-ggas get smacked, i’m your dad and your papi
i’m finna blow, i already know it
i spit hits, i’m a f-ckin’ poet
you n-ggas sh-t, you need to f-ckin’ quit
you take potential hits and then you f-ckin’ blow it
[verse 2]
you blew it!
yeah, n-gga you blew it!
had the mothaf-ckin’ ball and you threw it
you had the screw and you didn’t even screw it
yes, i am lil nas and i’m ’bouta get to it
i sh-t on you n-ggas, right now i’m just farting
enter the game, all you n-ggas departing
you won’t be bragging about yo’ ferrari
i’m k!llin’ you n-ggas and, no, i’m not sorry!
[chorus]
i’m k!llin’ these n-ggas, they calling me c-cky
n-ggas is mad and n0body can stop me
i’m in my bag and there’s no need to brag
and you n-ggas get smacked, i’m your dad and your papi
i’m finna blow, i already know it
i spit hits, i’m a f-ckin’ poet
you n-ggas sh-t, you need to f-ckin’ quit
you take potential hits and then you f-ckin’ blow it
i’m k!llin’ these n-ggas, they calling me c-cky
n-ggas is mad and n0body can stop me
i’m in my bag and there’s no need to brag
and you n-ggas get smacked, i’m your dad and your papi
i’m finna blow, i already know it
i spit hits, i’m a f-ckin’ poet
you n-ggas sh-t, you need to f-ckin’ quit
you take potential hits and then you f-ckin’ blow it
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