akay GOins - Blodgett Blues

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Tru Famm and money matters
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Nigga you ain't never got to like me in this music shit
Bitch you ain't never got to talk to me I don't give a shit
Just know another nigga not like me, you can't mold again
Henny shot got my chest hot I'm about to get it in
Thinking about a Bently eating noodles on that bed again
Driving in my bitch car like its mines let me spend the Benz
Smoking Kush towards the star as i feel the wind
Looking at Duval like its ours we bout take chance
Travel up to D.C at the GoGos and make a couple bands
Talking to my niggas from southwest i got a couple friends
Fucking with a gangster ho Barking like a Pitbull
Pistol in here purse and she selling out that dog food
Know some nigga calm as fuck but get active too
Know some smart niggas that's down making dumb moves
In the field making plays let a nigga coach you
Jit let a nigga coach you

Gun at ease but we moving how we suppose to
Just cause the bitch bad just might be on that dope fool
Perkys in her system I heard she dropping Lo's too
Don't be the next victim over some pussy you can
get fuck too Especially when your bread is long and
you flashy like strippers do Clip Curve like Betty Boop
Hair Triggers that aim and Shoot Cracks sell to granny too
This Called that Blodgett Blues 4th street holla what it do
It will get rachet Moncler Jacket with scorpion patches
X mark the coke the fiends going grab it Flips packs a talent but
Habit everlasting Muddy cups that's dirty up yea my lean jolly
Know white Ho's to set up you they look like I Carly
No Idea on the scene bitch i feel like Phanzi
Ain't nothing fancy in my projects even will know the
Summer grimy Neon green front lace ho's who you slimy
Louie V belt on Girbaud I let the hood define me
The ghetto Pope bowler hat trench coat, what's under it will
Sink a boat. Painting pictures like Michelangelo
I'm the goat and whatever ho I'm with she my throat goat
Need me boku dough I need mines by the boat load
Came from section 8 with mouse running through the door hole
Get your section ate when that chopper flip you like bad coke
Smoke the loud I'm high as Mars singing like Buno
Smoke the loud high as Mars singling like
What else

Written by:
Akeem Goins

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