Blitz Sum

T-K.A.S.H.

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Get you bloody oh no no no, Get you bloody oh no no no
Up the fuckin' glizzy and I’m taking out your arm
With this 30 like a poppa and I’m running out the room (Grr)
On the bloody block, 40 Glock, better man, we take you
I’m the god of this shit, bitch you know who fucking made you
And you know S6, fucking snake, but you been knew
Dirty pill poppa still running with the same crew
I’m here to fucking blitz sum (Slanging iron forever)
I’m bouta fucking take sum (I been talking to the devil)
Bouta waste sum, shotgun (Pumping out your head)
With this 40 big gun, stay the f*ck away from me, fucking dirty bum
Blitz sum, dirty Glock, aiming with the red dot
Punch em down hit em up, lurking at the same spot
Dirty pistol, 2 blocks, drop down get shot
Release the slide, off the safety, that’s how you know you been got
39, 1 gone that’s a headshot
45, big Glockin' out the trap spot
33 rounds like I’m Pippen with this dirty Glock
LeBron James shoot the 3 with a hundred shots
Get you bloody oh no no no, Get you bloody oh no no no
Up the fuckin' glizzy and I’m taking out your arm
With this 30 like a poppa and I’m running out the room (Grr)
On the bloody block, 40 Glock, better man, we take you
I’m the god of this shit, bitch you know who fucking made you
And you know S6, fucking snake, but you been knew
Dirty pill poppa still running with the same crew
I’m here to fucking blitz sum (Slanging iron forever)
I’m bouta fucking take sum (I been talking to the devil)
Bouta waste sum, shotgun (Pumping out your head)
With this 40 big gun, stay the f*ck away from me, fucking dirty bum
Semi automatic, came in with the static
Bullets disappear when they hit you like it’s magic
Bumping music thru the headphones
I don’t talk to nobody best gone leave me lone (Leave me lone, leave me lone)
223 hit your body like a magnet, came in with the static
That’s a semi-automatic
Punch em down with this 50 Glock, while I’m in traffic
Shoot em in both knees legs moving like a spastic
Get you bloody oh no no no, Get you bloody oh no no no
Up the fuckin' glizzy and I’m taking out your arm
With this 30 like a poppa and I’m running out the room (Grr)
On the bloody block, 40 Glock, better man, we take you
I’m the god of this shit, bitch you know who fucking made you
And you know S6, fucking snake, but you been knew
Dirty pill poppa still running with the same crew

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Written by: Kid Kash

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