pintscored - classic (boolymon) by pintscored lyrics
li’ bruh said he walked down ? what? is he crazy?
li’ bruh said he walked down, i send a blitz and they come get ya
slidin’ through a opp block, 762. shoot some just like missile
if i catch him at that corner store, then me and this drac’ gon flip him
z+pap in my right hand, and got the soda with that trip
you gon see me lit as h+ll, pop out the window swingin trip
if i leave up out the house without my trip, you gettin dipped
if i catch him walk up out the house over sum he getting k!lled
n+ggas know me, i work the backseat roll down window i get off, i get that call for one of the bros we hop in [?] we knock you off, two dead bodies, stick in my hand b+tch you know that thats me, i pop out that cut and i shoot at his team, that boy tried to run but that glock gotta beam, dont tell me sh+t ’bout the bros you know that im crashin, hop out the whip with that stick you know it get nasty, dont come to the mountain with no bl!ck, dont be lackin’, speak on the gang you know that we havin, trynna wrap up a body in plastic, that stick let a n+gga have it, hop out on feet n+gga this sh+t get classic
yow(b+tch)
it get classic(hop out on feet)
yow(b+tch)
yo+yow, n+gguh!
li’ bruh said he walked down, i send a blitz and they come get ya
slidin’ through a opp block, 762. shoot some just like missile
if i catch him at that corner store, then me and this drac’ gon flip him
z+pap in my right hand, and got the soda with that trip
you gon see me lit as h+ll, pop out the window swingin trip
if i leave up out the house without my trip, you gettin dipped
if i catch him walk up out the house over sum he getting k!lled
n+ggas know me, i work the backseat roll down window i get off, i get that call for one of the bros we hop in [?] we knock you off, two dead bodies, stick in my hand b+tch you know that thats me, i pop out that cut and i shoot at his team, that boy tried to run but that glock gotta beam, dont tell me sh+t ’bout the bros you know that im crashin, hop out the whip with that stick you know it get nasty, dont come to the mountain with no bl!ck, dont be lackin’, speak on the gang you know that we havin, trynna wrap up a body in plastic, that stick let a n+gga have it, hop out on feet n+gga this sh+t get classic
[outro]
yow, it get classic
yow, yow
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