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Blisofly - Fast lyrics

Artist: Blisofly

album: Fast


Bliso crazy (Bliso)

See 12 they on yo' ass, in the coupe and I like going fast
Doing a 180 on the dash
I'm in that wraith smoking on that gas
Hoe stop talking bitch, I never asked
You is a bum nigga, that's a fact
Racks In my pocket feeling really fat, fuck it it's 200 in a cap
We keep them sticks, nigga like the Taliban
We send them shots, nigga look like running man
Straight to the code nigga with my brotheren'
Getting that bag, nigga made another band
These niggas hate like they not irrelevant
I took a vitamin, nigga like medicine
I'm posted with demons, out here to take skeletons
And thеy fuck with softly nigga 'cause I'm elegant
You tryna pull up, comе play with the gang, man
These bullets gon' have that boy running like the Sonic
I would put that boy on a shirt
But I wanna switch it up and put that lil boy in a comic
Stop all that shit boy, you making me vomit
Carry my two like we Batman and Robin
Choppa gon' fuck 'em or leave him deceased like it's toxic
Stacking that money, I'll head to the tropics
Pour that deuce in the sprite, I'm feeling so nauseous
Ride with that Glock, nigga I got it poppin'
Nigga talk on the gang like he don't got no options
I feel like a janitor, I gotta mop it
Man I run to the back gotta get to that sack
Brodie came with the sticks and that choppa gon' blast
And I'm swerving this hoe like I'm up in the sky
He talk on the gang, leave his ass in a casket
I'm tryna get me a bad bitch
I'ma pull up in that fast shit
Your hoe wanna sing all my adlibs
I got me a check and I grabbed it
How you talk down on me, but your pockets foul?
Gotta get to that money, can't fuck around
Ed Edd n Eddy, my boys in the telly
That choppa on me, ready to bust like confetti
That choppa on me ready to bust like confetti
That choppa Elasti girl, gon' make you stretchy
I run with the glick and I feel like I'm melly
I asked my gang when they ready to come and they ready
You probably wasting your time on the internet
While I be balling and getting that paper
They blowing my phone, "Blisofly he made it"
I gotta go, bye, I'll see you later
See 12 they on yo' ass, in the coupe and I like going fast
Doing the 180 on the dash
I'm in that wraith smoking on that gas
Hoe stop telling bitch, I never asked
You is a bum nigga, that's a fact
Racks In my pocket feeling really fat, fuck it its 200 in a cap
We keep them sticks, nigga like the Taliban
We shoot them shots, nigga look like running man
Straight to the code nigga with my brotheren'
Getting that bag, nigga made another band
These niggas hate like they not irrelevant
I took a vitamin, nigga like medicine
I'm posted with demons, out here to take skeletons
And they fuck with softly nigga 'cause I'm elegant

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