wal blixk - message back lyrics
[verse 1: wal blixk]
gdk from the bronx, y’all sick
smokin’ y’all dead man’s in my spliff
who that in the air? jayrip
he tried to run, he tripped
he went to the caf, he hit
why these goofy n+ggas talkin’ sh+t?
tg on d+ck, n+gga do a hit
you from the bronx, how you smokin’ nick?
i did a lot n+gga i ain’t talkin’
look both ways when you crossin’
i catch a [?] n+gga while he walkin’
hit his stomach, got the n+gga curlin’
i got a full clip i ain’t nauseous
don’t need judah, n+gga i be tossin’
big duppy gang, n+gga, i be active
i did drills before i started rappin’, gang
heard the 5th to the sev gon’ pop out
we gon’ bend the bronx, we gon’ hop out
i got thirty and better, n+ggas better watch out
[?], clear the whole block out
i dare you to come wit’ that n+gga
‘causе i got a shooter for your shooter
judah be pullin’ that triggеr
no legs, we aimin’ for medula’s
uh, uh huh
got a b+tch from the x tryna kick it
don’t wanna k!ll so i told her to l!ck it
word to [?] i’ma tell her to pick it
uh, uh huh
she a ten then i’m coppin’ her [?]
she callin’ my phone she fiendin’ to cuddle
leg up, one hand on her frontal
f+ck the sev we gon’ put in some work
look, rip got hit where it hurt
not gon’ front jb went worst, uh huh
catch your boy get put on a shirt
look, y’all n+ggas never on sh+t
like, lexi gon’ come with a stick
why n+ggas screamin’ “don’t run, don’t trip”?
like, ask what happened when they caught jayrip
if you run up, while i’m lookin’
word to my dead n+gga’s life gettin’ token
then we drive back, back to brooklyn
we do a drill then we actin’ like crooklyn
check citizen, n+gga dyin’
we see the news and his mother was cryin’
and she lost her son just to violence
now i gotta show you my n+ggas on timin’
everything dead
not gonna say who got hit in his head
ask [?] cut off his dreads
treat him like mo shoot him right in his legs
[verse 2: mori briscoe]
and they probably think i’m 26
when we drenchin’, n+ggas gettin’ hit
slide through they strip, new spliff
opp in the air roll him out the zip
tryna go for a ride, have fun
when we spot him, up it and then we dump
pop out like surprise, don’t run
dior got left at school, he dumb
said the bronx got what? you trippin’
nas got rolled, n+ggas left him drippin’
say you gd what? we blitzin’
spin wit’ a blue flag like i’m crippin’
ayo woe, what the f+ck you wanna do?
we can pay that toll and go spin on these n+ggas
setdatrend dissin’ nick wit’ his mans in his bio, he can get sent wit’ them n+ggas
and that’s one thing, we don’t play about
when i spin, all i see is the playground
use to walk wit’ it, in the sprayground
spot an opp for a fact he gon’ lay down
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