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Blulere wanna see you shake
Blulere
Dance with my friends
Hit the perky, double ends
Flip the coin, don’t hit the feds
On the ground, I got the threads, yeah
Got a pen, then I passed
Krita, uppin’ the contrast
Know we ain’t about half-assed
H2S, I’m feeling gassed
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
b#tch, on the train, yеah
Potty sh#t, I’ve been uppin the fame
Paparrazzi know this is my gamе
Powered up, and I burn like a flame
b#tch, I’m on the train, yeah (Yeah)
Going to the lane, yeah (Yeah)
Takin my own lane, yeah (Yeah)
Cos I go and make that gain (Gain)
Music flowing through my veins (Veins)
Hit me up, with my mains (Mains)
Shoota sh#t, know he splattered their brains (Brains)
Vinyl sh#t, know we hearin’ that grains (Grains)
Hearin that grains, yeah (Yeah)
And I step on the porch with my mains, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dance with my friends
Hit the perky, double ends
Flip the coin, don’t hit the feds
On the ground, I got the threads, yeah
Got a pen, then I passed
Krita, uppin’ the contrast
Know we ain’t about half-assed
H2S, I’m feeling gassed
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
They hidin’ around, we so litty (Yeah)
Guns blazing, cornered, what a pity (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And they stumblin’ around, they so coarse, yeah (Coarse, yeah)
And I’m driving through the streets with my Porsche, yeah (Porsche, yeah)
They hidin’ around, we so litty (Yeah)
Guns blazing, cornered, what a pity (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And they stumblin’ around, they so coarse, yeah (Coarse, yeah)
And I’m driving through the streets with my Porsche, yeah (Porsche, yeah)
Dance with my friends
Hit the perky, double ends
Flip the coin, don’t hit the feds
On the ground, I got the threads, yeah
Got a pen, then I passed
Krita, uppin’ the contrast
Know we ain’t about half-assed
H2S, I’m feeling gassed
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
Gassed yeah, gassed (H2S, I’m feeling gassed)
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