Aight
Lecxs Ahziz & Katie Tropp
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[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz]
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz]
Where ya going, you fucked with the crew
Heatseeker locked on slowly killing you
Feet ground pounding sweat dripping fast
A blast from the past, hot lead in ya ass
I’m not staying calm, get ready to be harmed
Dragged thru blocks setting off car alarms
Let’s go bar for bar, I am the bomb
Like an IED, rip off both ya arms
How you gon’ resign from shit you never did
Sounding like these mumblin’ industry kids
I’m the Ace of Spades, so off with ya lid
Don’t try to hide, send rounds where you live
I got it where you get it, used what you didn’t
Dreams became real, custom made fitted
Block officanado, Lecxs circled the globe
I gained experience, you just got old
You know I gets busy, like machete cuts deep
My pistols shoot thru no matter where you sleep
We don’t need to talk, just wear ya cleats
Furniture will move next time we meet
I keep my gear laced up, ready to race
Many years later you in the same place
Crying like a bitch, tears run down ya face
Posting pictures on social media space
Let’s shoot a fair one key word shoot
In ya asshole I’m burying timb boots
Only soft thing are these mother fucking flutes
I’m a bury you deeper than Amistad roots
Lecxs a predator so my offspring are raptors
Veggie type cats are not who I’m after
I run you down, ya whole team gets captured
Killing ya aight, cause that’s all that matters
[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz]
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
[Verse 2: Katie Tropp]
I’m calculated I know what to say
This is how you know that I don’t make a mistake
I know you’re fucking fake and a two faced
Jealous bitch who just can’t keep pace
Silly rabbit rappin’ ain’t for kids
And I’m a fucking killer with my lyrics
My weapon is my mouth so keep your fucking dick
Because it will be gone if I’m near it
My twisted mind just can’t relate
To this politically correct day in age
Touch a bitch on her shoulder it’s practically rape
And every stupid topic becomes the great debate
None of you are real you’re just stuck on yourself
Posted up on Twitter like everybody else
Don’t do a damn thang complaining to yourself
Acting like you changed the World when no one needed help
Get real problems you fucking cunt
We live in a Country where we can do what we want
You got it so easy you gotta make up
Fake ass problems you’re all fucking nuts
This is why I always stay solo
No one can handle me or my flow yo
Ain’t got no lube when I fuck you with my dildo
I know that I’m out my mind on the real though
You need me to cause a reaction
Cuz all you stupid fucks need a distraction
From your pointless life of inaction
But nothing adds up because I’m subtracting
All of ya’ll you don’t deserve this life
You take it for granted don’t enjoy the ride
At the end of the tunnel you don’t see no light
Just me and Big Lecxs it’s Blaqman aight?!
[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz]
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz]
Where ya going, you fucked with the crew
Heatseeker locked on slowly killing you
Feet ground pounding sweat dripping fast
A blast from the past, hot lead in ya ass
I’m not staying calm, get ready to be harmed
Dragged thru blocks setting off car alarms
Let’s go bar for bar, I am the bomb
Like an IED, rip off both ya arms
How you gon’ resign from shit you never did
Sounding like these mumblin’ industry kids
I’m the Ace of Spades, so off with ya lid
Don’t try to hide, send rounds where you live
I got it where you get it, used what you didn’t
Dreams became real, custom made fitted
Block officanado, Lecxs circled the globe
I gained experience, you just got old
You know I gets busy, like machete cuts deep
My pistols shoot thru no matter where you sleep
We don’t need to talk, just wear ya cleats
Furniture will move next time we meet
I keep my gear laced up, ready to race
Many years later you in the same place
Crying like a bitch, tears run down ya face
Posting pictures on social media space
Let’s shoot a fair one key word shoot
In ya asshole I’m burying timb boots
Only soft thing are these mother fucking flutes
I’m a bury you deeper than Amistad roots
Lecxs a predator so my offspring are raptors
Veggie type cats are not who I’m after
I run you down, ya whole team gets captured
Killing ya aight, cause that’s all that matters
[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz]
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
[Verse 2: Katie Tropp]
I’m calculated I know what to say
This is how you know that I don’t make a mistake
I know you’re fucking fake and a two faced
Jealous bitch who just can’t keep pace
Silly rabbit rappin’ ain’t for kids
And I’m a fucking killer with my lyrics
My weapon is my mouth so keep your fucking dick
Because it will be gone if I’m near it
My twisted mind just can’t relate
To this politically correct day in age
Touch a bitch on her shoulder it’s practically rape
And every stupid topic becomes the great debate
None of you are real you’re just stuck on yourself
Posted up on Twitter like everybody else
Don’t do a damn thang complaining to yourself
Acting like you changed the World when no one needed help
Get real problems you fucking cunt
We live in a Country where we can do what we want
You got it so easy you gotta make up
Fake ass problems you’re all fucking nuts
This is why I always stay solo
No one can handle me or my flow yo
Ain’t got no lube when I fuck you with my dildo
I know that I’m out my mind on the real though
You need me to cause a reaction
Cuz all you stupid fucks need a distraction
From your pointless life of inaction
But nothing adds up because I’m subtracting
All of ya’ll you don’t deserve this life
You take it for granted don’t enjoy the ride
At the end of the tunnel you don’t see no light
Just me and Big Lecxs it’s Blaqman aight?!
[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz]
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight
If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight
Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt
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