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keiththrowedd - BlackOut Lyrics



keiththrowedd - BlackOut Lyrics




The Reaper Living in my head and i can't seem to get it out all black dickies on the block so what that mean? We blacking out

Bullets Tapped em' In his scalp I Tear Shit Up Like Reck It Ralph All This Cash Flooding In Guess I Wont Never See A Drought

I'm With The Bros You Try Spin You Getting Flip We Off Our Hip 30 Boys got hell of Glizzys We toting Glocks Extended clips, Put a Beyblade on the Glock cause if you spin I'm ah' let it rip

Niggas be tender bout these hoes he just don't know whole gang done flip I'm never flagging pistol packing spark the ride leave it on E

Wet the car up with some hot shit left it rolling down the street wont for set ups play get wet up cs Ima always stay on beat, Bend it over touch yo toes this bitch take dick swear she a freak

Done had an Opp hoe eating meat been on her knees till they got weak niggas police plus they be creep Eli had shh gripping the sheets

But Ian even Gon say too much play and Yo hoe Gon get bust gotta get rich that shit a must Gotta get rich that shit a must

Stuff a 50 in Yo Glizzy if it jam go get a 30 cock the glock back from the 3 and shoot shit up like Stephen Curry,Im off a Yerk done smoked some za can't even see my vision blurry

We Blackin' Out in all black dickies told the bros suite up we Inna hurry and the shit we clutching dirty Tryna go and clean some up
Just like Lil Tony and Lil Bridie' I'm Tryna come and wet it up

Don't hang out rides draw down on feet send some shit to flip the truck just like Gianis in the paint you try to score bet Ima buck
The Reaper Living in my head and i can't seem to get it out all black dickies on the block so what that mean? We blacking out

Bullets Tapped em' In his scalp I Tear Shit Up Like Reck It Ralph All This Cash Flooding In Guess I Wont Never See A Drought

I'm With The Bros You Try Spin You Getting Flip We Off Our Hip 30 Boys got hell of Glizzys We toting Glocks Extended clips, Put a Beyblade on the Glock cause if you spin I'm ah' let it rip

Niggas be tender bout these hoes he just don't know whole gang done flip I'm never flagging pistol packing spark the ride leave it on E

Wet the car up with some hot shit left it rolling down the street wont for set ups play get wet up cs Ima always stay on beat, Bend it over touch yo toes this bitch take dick swear she a freak

Done had an Opp hoe eating meat been on her knees till they got weak niggas police plus they be creep Eli had shh gripping the sheets

But Ian even Gon say too much play and Yo hoe Gon get bust gotta get rich that shit a must Gotta get rich that shit a must
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The Reaper Living in my head and i can't seem to get it out all black dickies on the block so what that mean? We blacking out

Bullets Tapped em' In his scalp I Tear Shit Up Like Reck It Ralph All This Cash Flooding In Guess I Wont Never See A Drought

I'm With The Bros You Try Spin You Getting Flip We Off Our Hip 30 Boys got hell of Glizzys We toting Glocks Extended clips, Put a Beyblade on the Glock cause if you spin I'm ah' let it rip

Niggas be tender bout these hoes he just don't know whole gang done flip I'm never flagging pistol packing spark the ride leave it on E

Wet the car up with some hot shit left it rolling down the street wont for set ups play get wet up cs Ima always stay on beat, Bend it over touch yo toes this bitch take dick swear she a freak

Done had an Opp hoe eating meat been on her knees till they got weak niggas police plus they be creep Eli had shh gripping the sheets

But Ian even Gon say too much play and Yo hoe Gon get bust gotta get rich that shit a must Gotta get rich that shit a must

Stuff a 50 in Yo Glizzy if it jam go get a 30 cock the glock back from the 3 and shoot shit up like Stephen Curry,Im off a Yerk done smoked some za can't even see my vision blurry

We Blackin' Out in all black dickies told the bros suite up we Inna hurry and the shit we clutching dirty Tryna go and clean some up
Just like Lil Tony and Lil Bridie' I'm Tryna come and wet it up

Don't hang out rides draw down on feet send some shit to flip the truck just like Gianis in the paint you try to score bet Ima buck
The Reaper Living in my head and i can't seem to get it out all black dickies on the block so what that mean? We blacking out

Bullets Tapped em' In his scalp I Tear Shit Up Like Reck It Ralph All This Cash Flooding In Guess I Wont Never See A Drought

I'm With The Bros You Try Spin You Getting Flip We Off Our Hip 30 Boys got hell of Glizzys We toting Glocks Extended clips, Put a Beyblade on the Glock cause if you spin I'm ah' let it rip

Niggas be tender bout these hoes he just don't know whole gang done flip I'm never flagging pistol packing spark the ride leave it on E

Wet the car up with some hot shit left it rolling down the street wont for set ups play get wet up cs Ima always stay on beat, Bend it over touch yo toes this bitch take dick swear she a freak

Done had an Opp hoe eating meat been on her knees till they got weak niggas police plus they be creep Eli had shh gripping the sheets

But Ian even Gon say too much play and Yo hoe Gon get bust gotta get rich that shit a must Gotta get rich that shit a must
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