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shells macc - blast off lyrics

[intro: rabin]
grrah+grrah+grrah
look, look
look

[verse 1: rabin & jimmy neutron]
b+tch i walk wit’ my jimmy so f+ck all the opps
z, catch a timmy, ya’ bro’ll get shot
watch timmy turn em’, his body gon’ drop
now i gotta blast so skrrt off on the cops (gotta blast!)
you never heard of a n+gga, just stop
get loud on a b+tch ’cause a b+tch’ll get shot
n+gga ain’t finished, we clear up the block
like, how many n+ggas got hit?
shoutout to brodie, got left in the whip, like
too many opps in my spliff, b+tch
don’t run, don’t trip, think that i’m lackin’ my bro got the grip, like
when we see you it’s lit
spin on my side and that v gettin’ flipped
f+ck it, told em’, “get off my d+ck”, like, grrah+grrah+grrah
[verse 2: zay ø]
blast off, i be blastin’
that boy a dummy the way that we crashed em’
new opp, i be ashin’
i spin that block in a rent’, just for fashion
b+tch i’m next, on the podium
he can get slimed for some sh+t, nickelodeon
gun on my hip, if he run, we exposin’ em’
i’m in the trap, finna pass to my folks and em’
f+ck the folks, gdk, i see them n+ggas, i’m lettin’ it spray
spin through, like today, spin through, where you lay?
f+ck that, n+gga, we spinnin’ tommorow, either way, we gon’ fill em’ wit’ hollows
(f+ck that, n+gga, we spinnin’ tommorow, either way, we gon’ fill em’ wit’ hollows)

[verse: 3 sh+lls macc]
b+tch, i feel like jimmy, let it blast
heard they trappin’, tell em’ i need half
matter fact, just pull up wit’ ya’ stash
at ya’ door, knockin’, then i dash
like, what? n+gga, suck my d+ck
[?] went bye in that whip
gdk, i keep it on the hip
if i see a folk, i empty out the clip
boy act up, get hit wit’ a bean
king of the planet, i feel like i’m sheen
makin’ a movie, i don’t do no scene
and it’s just how it is
everything k and i’m flockin’ to live
big ø sh+t and that’s just how it is
how you talkin’ on bro when++, got hit
we spinnin’, the glock 38 don’t jam
like, d+mn, sh+lly did it again
n+ggas p+ssy, they see me they ran
they f+ckin’ a bop, that lil b+tch a fan
let this 30 burn em’ like a tan
gdk, we say that sh+t again
gdk, i say that sh+t again
gdk, i say that sh+t again

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