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roadrunner tb & roadrunner savy - blender boyz lyrics

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[roadrunner tb]
get a quarter brick i gotta blend it zip by zip, if ion blend it good enough it’s gone f#ck up my mix

it’s 8’o clock & amy calling jus to get a fix, u ain’t never made 10 thousand dollars off a trip

fell off a hunnid times but imma bounce back, remember having 7 grams tryna get the ounce back

they looking at me like i rap but lil n#gga i trap, paid a deposit on that dope ain’t no getting it back

all you lil n#ggas snitches i can tell how y’all be sneak dissing the b#tches, told his ass that it was raw got to the lab & i remixed it

ion need the whole house imma jus pay rent for the kitchen, lost out on a few grams whipping got me living

mike a shooter allen take that sh#t n snort it up his nose, took a trip the dope was 20 percent off so i drove

just left dayton but i’m on my way back wit a load, name ironic cos i’m really out dis b#tch running on road

had racks inna mattress b4 cinematic, turning 9 zips into 18 i can show you magic

had to take the dawg back cos dis sh#t it was average, riding round with a draco can’t get caught in traffic

if the 1st i’m up early angie getting paid, her ass fat and she a freak den she gettin slayed

l!ck hunting i done kidnapped a hunnid plays, kentucky love me i been out dis b#tch a hunnid days

[roadrunner savy]
aye aye

ever since they k!lled my brother yea i keep it on me

young n#gga got more money den your biggest homie

bought a quarter brick of raw n put some fettie on it

i got some young n#ggas slime you out for lil bit of nothing

ain’t no ducking or no dodging when i slide u better hide

pistol hanging out the window ready blow a n#gga mind

ain’t with all dat talking p#ssy n#gga u can die, told that n#gga he can hit it 3 times imma lie

i can barely do this rap sh#t cos my p.o, all i knew is hustle yea young n#gga can’t be broke

put 50 grams on a hunnid yea dats free throw, walk around with dat 40 yea b#tch it’s free smoke

yea your b#tch gave me head inna tahoe, d#mn near bit my sh#t swerving over potholes

when i re#up everytime feel like a lotto, i can get a whole brick gone by tommorrow (on god)



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