GlokkNine - Blatt lyrics

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GlokkNine - Blatt lyrics

Blatt Ridin’ in them splats Aye, yuh, run up you get, uh Aye, yuh, run up you get bratt Aye, yuh, you thought I was gon’ say cracked, uh, slash that And if you run then it blatt Blatt, blatt, blatt, check me out look Ayy, hoe, bummy eat this d**k like a mango Big B s**t, crackers bend the block, I ain’t see s**t But slash that, Draco on my lap, I can’t pa** that I had a thought, but done forgot it, that’s a abstract No rack out, tried to hit a hoe, but that s**t .. These n***as tryna come up off of this, f**k ’round and get clapped I’m living this, lil bruh got clothes, came mysterious Tryna say Lil Nine mumble rap, check my delivery Remember when, I was in middle school and she wasn’t feelin’ me Now I’m in her kidneys or the spot, where her liver is Put a diss up on my name, my n***as bumming where you live Yeah Lil Nine, GlokkNine, b***h I’m strapped up Ain’t no condom on the d**k, so we nut a lil faster If you owe me, like some rent collecting all your taxes Robbing a n***a, slay his kids, your mama raised a ba*tard Robbing a n***a, slay his kids, your mama raised a ba*tard Talk your s**t jit, talk your s**t jit, tell ’em ’bout it We be chargin’ up off of Molly, he feel like Super Sonic I can’t flex or flag on nobody, but he ain’t livin’ ’bout it All that s**t they rappin’, y’all believin’, ask the city ’bout it All these golds, I swear I’m going achievin’ when it’s catch a body I was out here scopin’ for no reason, that my f**in’ hobby Run up on Lil Nine and that’s like sayin’ that you suicidal I’m gon’ speak my mind, what’s on my mind, and you gon’ hear about it Open up they ears and now they sayin’ I’m the greatest out here .. is a piff cause he caught 10, I don’t like to think about it All I speak is facts up on them tracks, call this b***h Brazilian I can’t wait till I get all them racks, I just want a milllion Snappin’ on this beat by SourK, cause he the one who feel me Aye, blood filled with rage and I’m gon’ double k** it My n***as they gon’ bang, they make you feel it Yeah, you talkin’ out your neck, I swear lil bruh the illest Aye, yuh, uh, huh, I swear lil bruh the realest He gon’ bang ’bout me, I swear he double k** it Aye, double K, cause we gon’ double k** it Uh, aye, double k**, that’s what the murder say Yuh, aye, Lil Nine boost up the murder rate It’s a k**in’ in my city jit, like everyday Uh, them jits they show no pity they want everything Them jits .. gon’ pull up and just let it rain Aye, we pull up jit, wait what you on Aye, lil bruh I’m hanging with some rolling stones All my n***as they don’t play jit Yuh, uh, my n***as slangin’ Ks b***h And if you run up, they gon’ paint s**t And you get done up, cause Lil Nine he say go crank s**t Okay, okay, okay, okay, jit Okay, yuh, yuh, we on that crank s**t Uh, okay, yuh, this crayola I turn your s**t suwoop, oh yuh I .. And what you on, I don’ know Aye, my n***as they gon’ pull up let it blow Aye, yuh, b***h we want all the smoke And we givin’ all you cancer, don’t you choke We givin’ all you n***as cancer, don’t you choke Aye, I take these n***as as a joke I take these n***as as a joke Givin’ all this cancer, don’t you choke I swear to God, bruh I’m freestylin’ Aye, yuh, yeah Lil Nine he just wildin’ Aye, my n***as they be .. And they gon’ .. bang ’bout me Suwoop, suwoop, suweee Come here, come here, oh now you bleeddd.