Blunt to My Lip (feat. Fat Nick)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:26 duration
๐ ID: 3406104
๐ Lyrics
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Pull up to your mammy house
I put yo family straight to sleep
Riding with the duster by my side
I'm about to sweep the streets
Tell them hoes I stole this murder? when I hit they fuckin' town
Tato tip all on that bitch so they don't make no sound
It's the grey five nine, step inside the columbine
Where you witness your demise
And this throne will still be mine
Grey Gorilla Mac nine, make your heart flat line
Speaking bout my fucking clique
Buckle up and throw down
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Oh shit, here we go
These percs and xans, I'm feelin' low
We skrrt the porsche, the engine blow
I been too rich, now watch me glow
Draco twitch now, watch me empty out a clip
Shoot, shoot, shoot, bet your luck I'll hit yo shit
VVS my neck, jeweled out too, my wrist
Where the hunnid, hunnid, hunnid
Smoke is in a brick
I got too much on me, that's why your bitch, she want me
Iced out, all gold, hear the boy froze
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Watchin' for the police cause they always tryna catch me mane
A two to 11 in progress, I'm 'bout to rob this sucka out his shit
Tie him up and tape his mouth, tell this bitch don't make no sound
Throw that busta in the trunk, 'bout to take him hellbound
Out the grave, you can't kill what's dead
I like my room bloody red
My souvenir, this sucka head
And in the water is where he dread
Tearin' up the hot lead
I like the shotty cus its' spread
Fuckin' with the killa, promise by the end
You'll be dead
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Pull up to your mammy house
I put yo family straight to sleep
Riding with the duster by my side
I'm about to sweep the streets
Tell them hoes I stole this murder? when I hit they fuckin' town
Tato tip all on that bitch so they don't make no sound
It's the grey five nine, step inside the columbine
Where you witness your demise
And this throne will still be mine
Grey Gorilla Mac nine, make your heart flat line
Speaking bout my fucking clique
Buckle up and throw down
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Oh shit, here we go
These percs and xans, I'm feelin' low
We skrrt the porsche, the engine blow
I been too rich, now watch me glow
Draco twitch now, watch me empty out a clip
Shoot, shoot, shoot, bet your luck I'll hit yo shit
VVS my neck, jeweled out too, my wrist
Where the hunnid, hunnid, hunnid
Smoke is in a brick
I got too much on me, that's why your bitch, she want me
Iced out, all gold, hear the boy froze
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Watchin' for the police cause they always tryna catch me mane
A two to 11 in progress, I'm 'bout to rob this sucka out his shit
Tie him up and tape his mouth, tell this bitch don't make no sound
Throw that busta in the trunk, 'bout to take him hellbound
Out the grave, you can't kill what's dead
I like my room bloody red
My souvenir, this sucka head
And in the water is where he dread
Tearin' up the hot lead
I like the shotty cus its' spread
Fuckin' with the killa, promise by the end
You'll be dead
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.22] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:03.03] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:06.04] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:09.14] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:12.11] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:15.26] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:18.28] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:21.26] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:24.29] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:27.37] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:30.35] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:33.48] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:35.64] Pull up to your mammy house
[00:37.32] I put yo family straight to sleep
[00:39.23] Riding with the duster by my side
[00:41.08] I'm about to sweep the streets
[00:42.37] Tell them hoes I stole this murder? when I hit they fuckin' town
[00:45.24] Tato tip all on that bitch so they don't make no sound
[00:48.76] It's the grey five nine, step inside the columbine
[00:51.75] Where you witness your demise
[00:53.34] And this throne will still be mine
[00:54.80] Grey Gorilla Mac nine, make your heart flat line
[00:57.86] Speaking bout my fucking clique
[00:59.41] Buckle up and throw down
[01:01.07] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:03.73] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:06.88] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:09.81] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:12.75] Oh shit, here we go
[01:14.73] These percs and xans, I'm feelin' low
[01:16.01] We skrrt the porsche, the engine blow
[01:17.46] I been too rich, now watch me glow
[01:19.96] Draco twitch now, watch me empty out a clip
[01:22.75] Shoot, shoot, shoot, bet your luck I'll hit yo shit
[01:25.91] VVS my neck, jeweled out too, my wrist
[01:28.77] Where the hunnid, hunnid, hunnid
[01:30.42] Smoke is in a brick
[01:32.09] I got too much on me, that's why your bitch, she want me
[01:35.23] Iced out, all gold, hear the boy froze
[01:37.42] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:40.57] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:43.59] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:46.60] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:48.81] Watchin' for the police cause they always tryna catch me mane
[01:51.92] A two to 11 in progress, I'm 'bout to rob this sucka out his shit
[01:55.32] Tie him up and tape his mouth, tell this bitch don't make no sound
[01:58.30] Throw that busta in the trunk, 'bout to take him hellbound
[02:01.49] Out the grave, you can't kill what's dead
[02:03.26] I like my room bloody red
[02:04.96] My souvenir, this sucka head
[02:06.24] And in the water is where he dread
[02:07.91] Tearin' up the hot lead
[02:09.47] I like the shotty cus its' spread
[02:10.92] Fuckin' with the killa, promise by the end
[02:13.43] You'll be dead
[02:14.25] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[02:16.25] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[02:19.32] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[02:22.55] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[02:25.08]
[00:03.03] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:06.04] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:09.14] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:12.11] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:15.26] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:18.28] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:21.26] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:24.29] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:27.37] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:30.35] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[00:33.48] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[00:35.64] Pull up to your mammy house
[00:37.32] I put yo family straight to sleep
[00:39.23] Riding with the duster by my side
[00:41.08] I'm about to sweep the streets
[00:42.37] Tell them hoes I stole this murder? when I hit they fuckin' town
[00:45.24] Tato tip all on that bitch so they don't make no sound
[00:48.76] It's the grey five nine, step inside the columbine
[00:51.75] Where you witness your demise
[00:53.34] And this throne will still be mine
[00:54.80] Grey Gorilla Mac nine, make your heart flat line
[00:57.86] Speaking bout my fucking clique
[00:59.41] Buckle up and throw down
[01:01.07] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:03.73] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:06.88] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:09.81] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:12.75] Oh shit, here we go
[01:14.73] These percs and xans, I'm feelin' low
[01:16.01] We skrrt the porsche, the engine blow
[01:17.46] I been too rich, now watch me glow
[01:19.96] Draco twitch now, watch me empty out a clip
[01:22.75] Shoot, shoot, shoot, bet your luck I'll hit yo shit
[01:25.91] VVS my neck, jeweled out too, my wrist
[01:28.77] Where the hunnid, hunnid, hunnid
[01:30.42] Smoke is in a brick
[01:32.09] I got too much on me, that's why your bitch, she want me
[01:35.23] Iced out, all gold, hear the boy froze
[01:37.42] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:40.57] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:43.59] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[01:46.60] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[01:48.81] Watchin' for the police cause they always tryna catch me mane
[01:51.92] A two to 11 in progress, I'm 'bout to rob this sucka out his shit
[01:55.32] Tie him up and tape his mouth, tell this bitch don't make no sound
[01:58.30] Throw that busta in the trunk, 'bout to take him hellbound
[02:01.49] Out the grave, you can't kill what's dead
[02:03.26] I like my room bloody red
[02:04.96] My souvenir, this sucka head
[02:06.24] And in the water is where he dread
[02:07.91] Tearin' up the hot lead
[02:09.47] I like the shotty cus its' spread
[02:10.92] Fuckin' with the killa, promise by the end
[02:13.43] You'll be dead
[02:14.25] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[02:16.25] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[02:19.32] Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
[02:22.55] Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
[02:25.08]