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Blunt to the Chest
Ghostface Playa
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Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ghostface Playah made this hit
Ayy, ayy, ayy
You're listening to a Grave Inc. exclusive, bitch
Blast, blast, blast, what a motherfucker think of that
I'm shooting slugs with doobies up and moving through the cookie packs
I'm tootin' up, I'm zootin' up, I'm robbin' kids, been zoomin' past
That's Lucifer, go stupid, bruh, admit that I'm that dude at last
I been trappin', man, from the porch to the deck
I been stuffing cabbage, man, smoking blunts to the chest
I was just a grimy kid, I was tryna get respect
I was after diamond records, I got diamonds on my neck
All black, Nike tech, backpack, stuffed it fat
Nah, man ain't comin' back, runnin' with a bag of cash
Ayy, AK, now it's mayday
Blaze strains, 'cause it's payday
Blunt to the chest, blunt, blunt to the chest
With the silver Smith & Wess', with the silver Smith & Wess'
Blunt to the chest, blunt, blunt to the chest
With the silver Smith & Wess', with the silver Smith & Wess', Wess'
Blast, blast, blast, what a motherfucker think of that
I'm shooting slugs with doobies up and moving through the cookie packs
I'm tootin' up, I'm zootin' up, I'm robbin' kids, been zoomin' past
That's Lucifer, go stupid, bruh, admit that I'm that dude at last
Blunt to the chest, blunt, blunt to the chest
With the silver Smith & Wess', with the silver Smith & Wess'
Blunt to the chest, blunt, blunt to the chest
With the silver Smith & Wess', with the silver Smith & Wess', Wess'