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wal blixk - rich girl lyrics

[chorus: wal blixk]
rundown, don’t wait
i got skeemo boomin’ at his face
brodie a demon, n+gga, f+ck the jakes
like, tell kenzo, n+gga f+ck a chase
can’t come with that n+gga
bend the 5 and i’m brushin’ that n+gga
see tg then i’m pullin’ that trigger
like, guaranteed that i’m touchin’ that n+gga
wait, gang, can’t compete
with the choo’s and i’m with prada p
i can not wait ‘til i see yagi b
talk [?], yeah, he restin’ in peace

[verse 1: wal blixk]
talkin’ on 13 he was a kid
they tight ‘cause that f+ck n+gga tripped
you from the bronx, n+gga, how your name bl!ck?
call eli mr. empty+the+clip
i ain’t frontin’, didn’t i say wal blixk been buggin’?
see qg he started runnin’
like, swear tryna aim for m+ffin
mori, heard these n+ggas was talkin’ on nick
that’s the reason i’m smokin’ on tory
he don’t [?] i could see by his fit
wearin’ drip he get sent out his glory
we get active
[?] drilly don’t care what he jackin’
bend through the sev just to see what he flaggin’
big gbg but y’all n+ggas be lackin’
he rap cap, that n+gga mans been dyin’
tg just talk stop lyin’
say bend to the 5th, stop tryin’
mez in a pack ‘cause he wasn’t on timin’
got a b+tch from the east, big treesh
pass her around her box get chiefed
give good face so i call her a freak
mb in the cut so her box get beat
name wal blixk and i’m packin’ on she
they on my body i’m comin’ with nen’s
she wanna lay up right after i beat
but i gotta dip, that b+tch was a keet
[chorus]
rundown, don’t wait
i got skeemo boomin’ at his face
brodie a demon, n+gga, f+ck the jakes
like, tell kenzo, n+gga f+ck a chase
can’t come with that n+gga
bend the 5 and i’m brushin’ that n+gga
see tg then i’m pullin’ that trigger
like, guaranteed that i’m touchin’ that n+gga
wait, gang, can’t compete
with the choo’s and i’m with prada p
i can not wait ‘til i see yagi b
talk [?], yeah, he restin’ in peace

[verse 2: raymula]
thirties and fifties we put in them glocks
brodie get drifty we spinnin’ they block
i see a opp ima cl!ck ‘til he drop
get swept off his feet but im usin’ a mop
perkies and xan’s i use them a lot
hate drinkin’ tris i got use to the wock
i gotta sip, pour deuce in a pop
don’t run, don’t trip or you losin’ your top
i’m coolin’ with opps, drillers and risk takers
free all the opps, k!llers, the spliff makers
i’m on the block, glock with a big laser
hit him from far, f+ck it, still chase him
rundown gang, rundown get busy
everything sitchy, move too tact
b+tch, we shoot first the opps don’t shoot back
whole crew strapped like a gang full of dyk+s
i was fourteen doin’ drills off of bikes
you can get k!lled since dyin’ for likes
n+ggas dyin’ for hype, clout, and all that
is it worth it if you can’t get your dawg back?
you ain’t gon’ step, why try it?
you don’t hold weight if a n+gga ain’t die yet
i be with them n+ggas let it fly like pilots
glizzy got mileage, been on a few hits
same old glock but i just got a new clip
gave it to floxk he fiendin’ to use it
jay floxk got it, so you know i ain’t trippin’
opp pack hittin’, just caught a new one
still smokin’ fatboy, still smokin’ boomer
droppin’ the woo and the l for the losers
i could not chill with you, you not a shooter
i could not chill with you, you not a shooter
shooters like eeny+miny+moe
they be out slidin’ tryna score
how you leave your mans dyin’ on the floor?
n+gga dead and he still ain’t ridin’ for him
how many n+ggas gon’ die before ‘til do somethin’?
opps never outside when we woo huntin’
thot think she a vibe ion do cutfin’
thot think she a vibe ion do cutfin’

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