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Blam! Video (MV)




Performed By: Reddstarr
Length: 2:00
Written by: Thomas Raspanti




Reddstarr - Blam! Lyrics
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Blowing out her knees like that boy d rose
New York State of mind finna cop heroes
Circle of the arctic cuz my wrist on froze
Comin out of the attic where I'm from who knows
Level up the game, facin me just like a boss
No backpack 'tween the cracks like to floss
I don't speak broke only sippin out the voss
No break pads bout to run out of the nos
No Eye deer have your shit look like some roadkill
Got 10 bucks so i'm paying for the full meal
Banana on the clip ripe enough that's a full peel
Claim that she been loyal but she lookin like a hoe still
Wd-40 yes I'm sick of all the squeakers
I been making noise like a court and some new sneakers
Food chain I'm on top rest of y'all some bottom feeders
I been breakin bread never worked a day at kneaders uh
Look at me in the eyes, yeah
You surprised, yeah
No disguise, yeah
Check the price, yeah
Imma be on that wave, yeah
Like today, yeah
It's my fate, yeah
Rest the case, yeah
Money counter count it psa come from my bankroll
This ain't 2008 don't gotta watch out for the Rick Roll
Came a long way from where I started that's a 10 fold
Temp is in the negatives I'm getting used to being cold, aye
Hace, frio
Met that bitch out in rio, aye
Gatsby how I live if you don't like it go ask Leo
Been the revenant now I gotta grand ego
Gold, silver, platinum, diamond
Don't know where I'll be but I know I'll change the climate
Woah, mama, keep, quiet,
Sail the 7 seas for the booty I'm a pirate
40, cal, stay, silent,
They want all the smoke don't do beef I'm on a diet
No control, auto, pilot,
Comin for the trophy when I get it start a riot
Rappers short lived they career look like a tik tok
Tell me how it is ain't got time for the long talk
Bitches on my dick want a ring f*ck the lip lock
Cherry poppin glitter check the stains from the lip gloss
Imma keep on ridin make a new fast and furious
Double time the paper now this shit be lookin serious
Bout to lose my mind thinking that I've gone delirious
Start a conversation with a Franklin if you curious
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Blowing out her knees like that boy d rose
New York State of mind finna cop heroes
Circle of the arctic cuz my wrist on froze
Comin out of the attic where I'm from who knows
Level up the game, facin me just like a boss
No backpack 'tween the cracks like to floss
I don't speak broke only sippin out the voss
No break pads bout to run out of the nos
No Eye deer have your shit look like some roadkill
Got 10 bucks so i'm paying for the full meal
Banana on the clip ripe enough that's a full peel
Claim that she been loyal but she lookin like a hoe still
Wd-40 yes I'm sick of all the squeakers
I been making noise like a court and some new sneakers
Food chain I'm on top rest of y'all some bottom feeders
I been breakin bread never worked a day at kneaders uh
Look at me in the eyes, yeah
You surprised, yeah
No disguise, yeah
Check the price, yeah
Imma be on that wave, yeah
Like today, yeah
It's my fate, yeah
Rest the case, yeah
Money counter count it psa come from my bankroll
This ain't 2008 don't gotta watch out for the Rick Roll
Came a long way from where I started that's a 10 fold
Temp is in the negatives I'm getting used to being cold, aye
Hace, frio
Met that bitch out in rio, aye
Gatsby how I live if you don't like it go ask Leo
Been the revenant now I gotta grand ego
Gold, silver, platinum, diamond
Don't know where I'll be but I know I'll change the climate
Woah, mama, keep, quiet,
Sail the 7 seas for the booty I'm a pirate
40, cal, stay, silent,
They want all the smoke don't do beef I'm on a diet
No control, auto, pilot,
Comin for the trophy when I get it start a riot
Rappers short lived they career look like a tik tok
Tell me how it is ain't got time for the long talk
Bitches on my dick want a ring f*ck the lip lock
Cherry poppin glitter check the stains from the lip gloss
Imma keep on ridin make a new fast and furious
Double time the paper now this shit be lookin serious
Bout to lose my mind thinking that I've gone delirious
Start a conversation with a Franklin if you curious
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Writer: Thomas Raspanti
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