Fred The Godson

Fred The Godson - I Might Blast lyrics

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[Hook]

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

make me pull out the heater,

I might blast, I might blast

I’m just tryina shake, spine the brakes,

Find your faith

Carrying a heatline so morning in 98

Rappers is sensless,

I put your brains on your contract

You think you can mind your bizness?

You know the block I’m from is hell scary

I got the slugs in the shotgun

Painting men in hail mary

Fred the godson, unlimited awesome

Whip the gun at your brother, get in the car son

Plottin on my diamonds, my shooters got heat the spray

I ran out infrareds, I call it the lisa ray

Get it, lisa ray, diamond

Whoever on that street, gonn pay, timin

College boy tolling you up, huh, wiseman

I won’t be judged by no one, not even simon, nah

My gunmen, they go by assignment

Personal consignment, whatever, you dying

[Hook] x 2

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

make me pull out the heater,

I might blast, I might blast

Uh, gotta eat without kill a nigga ego

Move drugs, nigga thinking you nino

So I make you freeze up like Tivo

Trying to have a big heart like Tibo

You ain't never shot nothing niggas we know

Homie chill, that ain’t even your celo

I shoot the whole clip I don’t reload

Everybody know I got a shot like Elo

You ain’t know chubby stay with that cowboy

You better back up you and your home boy

Got two bullets just for you two niggas

Giving up two shots, bang, bang, go boy!

I ain't never been down that fake shit

Banana Cush fin to go ape shit

Get your cake strip, and your face hit

You better pray to God that your face lift

My gun was nice, you made it mad

I spray the man, try to aim the blast

No flash, got a beam on it

Kids think we're playing laser tag

High school, we was blazing grass

Moving weight my slator bag

Cappin niggas, that's just for fun

You're lucky as shit you made it past!

Let's kill it, ain't no stopping that

You popping off, I'm popping back

I got the crack and still be cocking back at niggas stocking caps

Pause, kamikaze flow, shooting since the snotty blow

Problems and the Shawty blow, say goodnight, adios!

[Hook] x 2

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

make me pull out the heater,

I might blast, I might blast

Nah, I’m inturary sayin nigga

I could say nigga, cause I’m on nigga

And most of you niggas, I can say jigga

Cause I get figures, who I know they watchin me

Ifluence for the government, fuck you pay me

I drive up in mercedes, flat back mad rap

Glock filled back, hip hop cops, you mister talk a lot

You mister know a lot

2 many questions and I got no comment

Came 2, came 3, zombie artillery

Once I manifest, 50 cal smith & wess

Death, yes, spread the word, fred

Nymia, the godson, ninjas flying down sun sone...

And ruger 22’s, careful, I approve

Poof, disappear, end up in my leer

[Hook] x 2

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

Don’t make me pull out the heater,

I might blast

make me pull out the heater,

I might blast, I might blast.

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