Lyrics Onomatopoeia - BLSM

Yeah
Yeah

Let's fucking do it!

'Bout to graduate and shit!

Bitch, BLSM 2023
Bitch!

One take,
Swear to God,
One fucking take!

I pull up with 31 flavors, no Baskin
Found dead or alive
But I'm not no Carole Baskin
I don't want your charity so please stop asking
I shine when I walk thru corridors
Wearing satin

Got my nails done,
Show the middle finger
Fuck you
White glossy finish on the cuticle,
It cost too
Much but I show it off on blunts,
Smoking bamboo
Smoking blunts that bamboo,
Kicking up in Cancun

I'm the main target,
Even popping up on reticles
BLSM killed the AEC is written in the articles
Shaking up the motherfucking magnitude
I shift plates
Your girl is in good hands
How I'm 'bout to be in all states
I pump fake
I need pay
Need bread
I need cake
Flow rate on 4K
Shit dirty should exfoliate

I'm running
I'm running
I'm running like I'm Metro
Bitch you fucked up like how Shaq be at the free throw
Catch me at the Little Caesars, right next to PCS
Give me all the Suga, like that bitch apart of BTS
Only shots I receive are shots that be from CVS
Sending my 13 reasons through a fucking PDF
Reverse the last line like I'm talking about the first line
Stomach empty
So I snack on Costco Madeleines
Bitches salty
Like they sippin' on that alkaline
Charge my social battery
With some dirty Sprite

I'm fucking up
Taking up my time
Better pay
Better run it up
Take a pill once in a day
So I'm out of luck
I don't give a fuck what you say
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard
Bitch I plead the third

I'm running and jumping
Dodging these cameras
They don't do too much
Ponder on something
Thinking that I don't really do enough
But I'm really showing up
For the shit that I be posting up
Been on the come up since walking out the womb
I hop out the tomb

Boom boom
Speak onomatopoeia
Knock knock who's there
Bitch it's BLSM coming through
Boom boom
Boom boom
Speak onomatopoeia
Knock knock who's there
Bitch it's BLSM coming through
Boom boom