Lac – BLATT*!

Lac – BLATT*! Lyrics

Artist: Lac
Song: BLATT*!

BLATT*! BLATT*! BLATT*! [Blicky
Pullin’ her hair from the back [Ugh!
Pullin’ her hair from the back [Bah!
Pullin’ her hair from the back [Back!

Pullin’ her hair from the back [Blatt, blatt, blatt
I got the gat in my backpack
Loosen it, this when the strap back
Pull on her head, pull the them tracks back

He talking that sh#t, all that fat cap [Brrah]
He ask me what I’m feeling, man
I’m getting that Promethazine, fifty milligrams
I feel like Da Vinci ’cause I speak in cryptograms

Ammunition, getting ready for war
Hop out, bullets gonna knock on your door [Ugh
Burn out Scat, push a pedal to the floor
Race in the demons, b#tch I’m on the road

Scuffing
He running his feet and it sound like percussion
Tuh, BLATT*! [Whoa
n#gg# wan’ talk, get to bluffing [Huh?

Hit em with a right, finna stun him [Yeah
Off a ‘erc, know I’m boutta buzz in
Finna pull up right on a function
And all thesе b#tches gon’ know how we coming with Whitney

Lit up two boofs, b#tch my room likе a chimney
Copped a new piece and now b#tches start feeling me
Sip too much lean, finna f#ck up my kidneys
I’m mixing concoctions like I am in Chemistry

My AR-15 beam be right on the enemy
They know my trigger finger got some tendencies
And I got the accuracy, she ’bout the stats
They know that it’s facts

Tell ’em to hold up and roll up
All the blunts with the gas
Pull up if you carry that pack
I’m out this b#tch, BLATT*!

757, we gonna kill you
757, we’re gonna drill you
FTYB, my n#gg#s gon’ kill you
I f#ck on yo’ b#tch, she sweet as vanilla

Wait
I beat in her p#ss#, I beat it like Tekken
I f#ck your b#tch and I’m blowing her back in
f#cking up money in different direction

Wait
My money flip, my money do tricks
I f#ck on yo’ b#tch, I empty the clip
Wait, red beam came with the dip

Wait, I’m making yo’ b#tch she gon dip
Wait, she sucking my nuts I’m making her spin
Ayyy!
I’m on some rage sh#t, stay your lane, b#tch

Let me hear you talking sh#t and I’ma have you tied in my bas#ment
My Rinnegan bring the pain in
Don’t make me angry or mistake me for a saint
I’m hanging up heads, renovation

You n#gg#s lame and always say the same sh#t
None of it makes sense
I stick you up for your stick, you don’t know how to aim it
Go to war and I’m staying unscathed

Got a plate full of brains, it was made by your bae
Got a price on my head and I’m doing my thing
You either with or against me or you in the way
Better move before I fade away in your face

‘Cause the sh#t on my waist got unlimited range
I keep a gun, I keep a stick
Hundreds on me, I’m feeling like sh#t
Perc’ in my stomach, I think I’ma trip

Bad b#tch wanna f#ck, told her just lick
Feeling like Thanos, I’m holding my tech
Lean got me lazy, perc’ got me hazy
I’m off the molly, I’m feeling so crazy

She sucking my dick, she thought it was gravy
Calling me Hov, they thinking I’m JAY-Z
Look at yo’ drip, I think it’s fugazi
I got a stick, I think it’s a blick

Rocking the Raf, this is not Rick
Your girl be a fan, give her the tip
Lean in my cup, I took a sip
Yes, I love sl#ts. I’m thinking I’m slick

Came from the mud, now I put it in my cup
What’s on my neck cost ’bout a dub
Take off yo’ shoes, don’t step on my rug
Used to be good, now I’m off of these drugs

She saying I’m mean, I give her a shrug
Her best friend behind, she her giving me hugs
Serving her white, she calling me plug
Feeling like Uzi, you know that it’s “Up”

Looking at me, I can tell she wan’ f#ck
Looking at me
Yea that b#tch cannot stop looking at me
Text game be strong, but that sex game be weak

To keep it a buck, I been jammin’ on freaks
She be elite
Sticking that V on the back and the front
b#tch, I’m leaving that Vlone

I feel Thugger when I’m in my heat zone
I’m hot
My brudda just passed me the rock
I might as well catch me a body

I’m dunking on all of my opps
Now you looking stupid, no props
I say, my brodie Knuckles, got loose with the Locs
Then we got Kham out of Broad Line

And he gon’ come through with a chop’
Turn your reality to a fatality
Then we get LUSYD around with the rock
Off of the mic, double the beam

I do not write, b#tch I style it for free
That mean I’m off of the dome
Straight to the heart like I came with the chrome
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Lac Lyrics – BLATT*!

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Release Year: 2007

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