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prezi - blast away lyrics

[chorus: slime]
b-tch we on top of gorilla
heart of a lion, my mind is a k!ller
i keep on poppin’ these jiggas
mind on a hundred, i’m chasin’ a million
yeah, i shoot the sauce at these b-tches
they lovin’ the way that i slime and be drippin’
i came from rags to riches, yeah, but i still hang in the trenches
still got the baddest b-tches, they do whatever i say
n-ggas try to ambush ’em, f-ck it, lil’ bro, he gon’ up with the k
f-cked around and crashed the chevy, so i’m ridin’ in the jag today
i had to run and chase a bag, keep my distance, i blast away

[verse 1: prezi]
keep my distance, i blast away
these n-ggas fake, these n-ggas frauds, i ain’t got time to waste
they k!ll hits, can’t trust none’, i ain’t got time for snakes
this sh-t real, i ain’t ’bout games, i ain’t got time to play
slap you for runnin’ your mouth
my n-ggas is with it, don’t speak on no business that you don’t know nothin’ about (don’t do it)
i been on a mission, that bag, just go get it, that’ll make my people so proud
back then, i ain’t have nothin’, bad b-tches, i ain’t have none (nope)
n-ggas hate, i got my own bag, and i can leave the states to go and have fun
punch told me, “apply pressure
guarantee these n-ggas fold” (they crumblin’)
sell your soul for a couple dollars
just ’cause it glitter, don’t mean it’s gold (no)
i’m just tryna do better, that sh-t is plain to see
just tryna get us out the hood so we don’t have to beef

[verse 2: slime]
i had to blast away, went creepin’ on opps and i blast the k
i had to trap all day, i’m greedy, i need it the fastest way
she came with cast today, she pay me, she lovin’ my swag and game
i’m speedin’ fast, got thirty shots up in the jag
i’m doin’ these n-ggas so bad, givin’ out headshots, toe tags
these n-ggas know that i’m a stepper, they know what i’m ’bout, they know i go back
they know i be up off them jiggas, gotta stay focused and run me a bag
they yellin’, “free j” and when swervie gang touchin’ the racks and we doin’ the dash, yeah, yeah
where was you, no, where was you when i was down bad?
and where was you when i was broke sittin’ up on my -ss?
i had to chase me some racks, i had to blast away
i had to chase me a bag, i had to blast away (slatt)

- prezi lyrics

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