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26AR

Blacking

 

Blacking


(When u mention 26, mention we get packs man)
(I do not, I do not, I do not get mad but, I really get busy)

These niggas know I be blacking
I know a nig' keep hammer keep lackin
Why he keep looking for passes?
Even the blind man say I get money
You better put on your glasses (breesha)
Bitch came to my crib I fuck then she dip
Almost forgot her lashes (she gotta go)
Bitch this not monopoly, I spot a opp and you know he ain't getting no passes
Tuss Gang we get on asses
Bullets bend niggas air like acid (like acid)
Those bitches got no assets
Imma fuck I don't care if she plastic
26AR use tactics
AR when I shoot no practice
Post a pic ion need no caption

Keep thinkin I'm rapping (pussy)
All this drip keep splashing (drip, drip, drip)
Phone too fast, we stay seat dashing (drip, drip, drip)
Keep doing all that cappin
You can get hit doing all that lacking
Bitch I keep a big 9, ya'll 69
Hear them sirenes ya'll ratted (ya'll ratted)
I be up in the weird, no nabbin, slacking
You know I'm chasing the bag man
If you don't know me, better tap in
Hell yeah for a verse I'm taxin
Ion care if I knew you from back then (pussy)
(Aye)

I still hang on the B, they come and see more and I know that boy Dee, ain't no Savage
Probably still of the Ecai
Smokin on Queezo?
Now that boy in the air, Puff pass him. (spffff)
(Smoke that, smoke that nigga) (that's Costamado friend)

Bitch! Turn that boy into weed, don't be mentioning Queezy and shit
Yea that boy was a savage
Throw bullets, K.G. macnab him (get him!)
He shoot good like a brand new camera (grrrt gang!)
Slide all black, no panther
Mask on, everywhere I go there's cameras
Better watch what you say, have manners
Catch his ass like Glizz Santana (It's Glizzy!)
Can't wife no bitch and I ain't no trick
Can't no bitch reach my standards!
Think twice before u flip
Big Gleesh kicked and we all in the field like Tampa! (Boom, Boom!)

He think he fine and dandy fuck that we put a dick in his fanny
Your bitch let me slide right into her panties
Breezy couldn't fight but, he punch like Manny. (Breezo)
I know that the opps can't stand me...
Locked up I had to eat out the pantry
Fuck friends, cause a nigga had family
Upstate I was good they stayed me

These niggas know I be blacking
I know a nig' keep hammer keep lackin
Why he keep lookin for passes
Static, pass it, you know I blast it
Light, camera out there I got action
Niggas know Drench Gang get on they asses
I do this shit for the masses
Blind know I got money, put on your glasses
(Breeshaa) (Aye, AR)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?