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blo me (feat: 905jcolly)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Woo) (Bitch) (Let’s go!) (Uh huh)
Ayy, run that shit the fuck up — ha!

[Verse 1]
Fresh out the trap, I got options (Uh)
Whole lotta bodies, no conscience (Brrra)
Thick bad bitch in my cockpit (Skrrt!)
She droppin’ low — hydraulics (Wooh!)
We don’t do warnings, no caution (Nah)
He talk too tough, now he boxed in (Bop)
Racks on my neck like it’s hostage (Freeze)
Fuck a deposit, I bought it (Let’s go!)
Young nigga slide like a goon in the snow (Slide)
Stick got a drum and it blow like a show (Pow)
She get me throat, now she claimin’ she know (What?)
Told her I’m DaBaby, lil’ bitch, I’m the GOAT (Woo!)
Hopped on a jet with a thot from the Bay (Yeah)
Told her don’t talk, just know where to lay (Lay down)
He tried to flex, got robbed in the day (Hah!)
We do him dirty, then pray like we saints (Amen)

[Chorus]
(Yeah) Look how I step, bitch, I walk like a king (Uh huh)
(Drip) Ice on my neck, I might slip when I lean (Freeze)
(Thot) She eat the dick like it’s Krispy Kreme (Ugh)
(Shit) Ride with the stick, and it come with a beam (Brrra)
(Go!) Hundred on dash, I don’t need no brakes (Skrrt!)
Gang on alert, we don’t do no fakes (Nah)
Money be blue, but the flag still red (Woo!)
Say what you want, but don't aim at my head (Blow!)

[Verse 2]
I keep a stick like I’m coaching (Uh)
He playin' bold, we expose him (Bitch)
Told her bend over in motion (Arch)
She gettin’ wild, need a lotion (Splash)
I’m in the club like it’s church (Let’s pray)
But I still slide on a bitch with a smirk (Grrah)
He want a fade? Get put in the dirt (Boom)
My youngin pop out, make the FN twerk (Pow!)
I don’t do feelings, I ghost 'em (Bye)
Hit from the back, now she floatin’ (Woo)
Fuck up the sheets like it's potion (Ah)
She call me daddy — devotion (Damn!)
Money got muscles, it flex with a vein (Racks)
We don’t do wrestlin’, shoot for the chain (Bah!)
Came from a spot where the roaches would bang (No cap)
Now it’s Dior when I step on a stain (Drip)

[Bridge]
(Yeah) Throw up the set, and she bust it in heels (Pop it)
Say that she classy, but suck like she real (Slurp)
Freak on a flight, got her poppin' the seal (Lean)
She want a Birkin? Bitch, sign this deal (Sign it)
Shooters on go, they don’t need no appeal (Go!)
Face on the news, but we keepin’ it chill (Shhh)
I might go viral just fuckin’ for thrill (Ha!)
Fuck all the talkin’, we huntin’ for kills (On gang)

[Chorus]
(Yeah) Look how I step, bitch, I walk like a king (Uh huh)
(Drip) Ice on my neck, I might slip when I lean (Freeze)
(Thot) She eat the dick like it’s Krispy Kreme (Ugh)
(Shit) Ride with the stick, and it come with a beam (Brrra)
(Go!) Hundred on dash, I don’t need no brakes (Skrrt!)
Gang on alert, we don’t do no fakes (Nah)
Money be blue, but the flag still red (Woo!)
Say what you want, but don't aim at my head (Blow!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Squad) All this shit I talk — facts (Facts)
Told her I’m him, she threw that back (Throw it)
Glock in the booth, can’t do no lack (Nah)
I’m lit, I’m rich

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