Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Point Blank, artist - ZackAlbum song CR5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: TRMG
Song language: English
Point Blank |
| I be getting to the money on a quarter tank |
| Talking money nigga, point blank |
| Have my youngin run up on a nigga, point blank |
| Fuck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank |
| I get straight to the money |
| And bitch we ain’t speaking and you ain’t getting it from me |
| You know how we keep it and everything be 100 |
| And fuck with the squad, bitch you know that we run it |
| See the homies who I do it for |
| Copped 40, told em move along |
| I helped nigga Sean, been balling |
| Move through the Carolinas, then Florida |
| Ain’t no threat nigga, safe sex |
| Only thing we shoot up is latex, fake sweat |
| Dripping on the stove with it |
| Whipping in the cold blizzards |
| Started from the floor with it, cold with it |
| Nigga I know |
| Bet he catch a lick if he knew what I know |
| Wide body, tryna duck the pot holes |
| Took loses and I shook it off |
| They ain’t wanna see these young niggas pull it off |
| I be getting to the money on a quarter tank |
| Talking money nigga, point blank |
| Have my youngin run up on a nigga, point blank |
| Fuck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank |
| I get straight to the money |
| And bitch we ain’t speaking and you ain’t getting it from me |
| You know how we keep it and everything be 100 |
| And fuck with the squad, bitch you know that we run it |
| I’m a sandman |
| Fuck her on the same night |
| Blow it on the same night |
| I’m leaving on the same night |
| Coming straight out of gutter |
| I be fucking these bitches, and we got another |
| If you reach for my chain, I bet my young get to drumming |
| If you turn the lights down, I bet your bitch see the covers |
| Coming out the hallway, bitches daddy |
| You the first, that’s what they all say |
| And we break a bitch down, we play a long way |
| And we ain’t never had shit, we at the hallway |
| Thinking bout it, cars, foreigns, and rings around em |
| They know my niggas down to go, they ain’t gone think about it |
| And I be busting out the bando, you read about it |
| And all the shit we bout to do, I know you dream about it |
| I be getting to the money on a quarter tank |
| Talking money nigga, point blank |
| Have my youngin run up on a nigga, point blank |
| Fuck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank |
| I get straight to the money |
| And bitch we ain’t speaking and you ain’t getting it from me |
| You know how we keep it and everything be 100 |
| And fuck with the squad, bitch you know that we run it |