spotemgottem – blick-a-thon lyrics
[intro: spotemgottem]
[?], it’s you
hahaha
aight, [?]
[?]
[chorus: spotemgottem]
n+gga, uh (uh)
i call this the bl!ck+a+thon
you know me, i will not leave the house without my gun
i know y’all lesbians, but [?] your best friend, they let me [?]
pop (pop), n+ggas get stepped on just so i condone
this a fn and a draco, this ain’t no tommy gun
all these dead opps in my lungs
i’m high as f+ck, i’m off a [?]
[post+chorus: spotemgottem]
i’ll show you how to step, n+gga
this ain’t what [?] it’s [?], he got some up on his belt, n+gga
[verse 1: jackboy]
“jackboy, is they f+ckin’ with ya?” (f+ckin’ with ya), he+h+ll f+ck nah
these n+ggas ain’t been f+ckin’ with me since the crackers [?] the [?]
these b+tches been [?] out the [?], she wan’ suck it ’til i’m on [?]
came in the game with no flaw
stood ten toеs, these n+ggas still tall
always round with a gun, b+tch, i’m taught to keep it with me
ain’t no rulе when it’s beef, shoot yo’ mama in her titty
i been movin’ smooth with this glizzy
this fire, i get litty
you gon’ die, you [?]
[?] a opp, b+tch, you silly
di+di+diamonds bitin’, mike tyson
glock on me, no time for fightin’
guap on me and a n+gga still spinnin’
they hate on me, but a n+gga still winnin’
catch a n+gga slippin’ like i’m [?] tennis
[?] catch a case when i go ’round the business
when i go ’round the business, i don’t leave no witness
hit the whole house, i don’t got no feelings
give no f+cks, we k!llin’ children
f+ck the law, we out here purgin’
drop a n+gga, then go back to splurgin’
hop in a lam’, [?] popped it, [?]
hop in a lam’, now i’m back to swervin’
can’t do what i do, his pockets hurtin’
stuck on [?] ’bout to [?]
i’m back to the block, my phone back churpin’
[chorus: spotemgottem]
n+gga, uh (uh)
i call this the bl!ck+a+thon
you know me, i will not leave the house without my gun
i know y’all lesbians, but [?] your best friend, they let me [?]
hahahaha, n+ggas get stepped on just so i condone
this a fn and a draco, this ain’t no tommy gun (gang)
all these dead opps in my lungs
i’m high as f+ck, i’m off a [?]
[verse 2: spotemgottem]
i already want that sh+t a fifty, lil’ b+tch
only thing [?] takin’ d+ck
uh, keep [?] watch, my neck and my wrist
with a [?], i hopped out and dipped my sh+t
i be fly as h+ll without no stylist (stylist)
[?] give me that neck [?] give me that sh+t
i’m feelin’ all on they ass, i’m just [?] that sh+t
[?], i was booted up in this b+tch
[chorus: spotemgottem]
n+gga, uh (uh)
i call this the bl!ck+a+thon
you know me, i will not leave the house without my gun
i know y’all lesbians, but [?] your best friend, they let me [?]
pop (pop), n+ggas get stepped on just so i condone
this a fn and a draco, this ain’t no tommy gun
all these dead opps in my lungs
i’m high as f+ck, i’m off a [?]
[post+chorus: spotemgottem]
i’ll show you how to step, n+gga
this ain’t what [?] it’s [?], he got some up on his belt, n+gga (belt n+gga)
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