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mikealstott (Explicit) - Blvck Svm/Boldy James/eeryskies
Lyrics by：Benjamin Glover/James Clay Jones III
Composed by：Joshua Carroll
Produced by：eeryskies
Purple flower printed on the last drop
Set my navigation to the stash spot
Turn to Mike Alstott and tote the pack with two hands
Can't afford to fumble I can't let these niggas flu flam
Purple flower printed on the last drop yeah
Set my navigation to the stash spot yeah
Turn to Mike Alstott and tote the pack with two hands
Can't afford to fumble I can't let these niggas flu flam
Forty for a song couple clientele
Soundin' frantic on the phone tryna get it 'fore it's gone
Niggas scrapin' on the maple can't leave it alone
It's a few that's only here for the feelin' within the bones
I don't blame 'em I just break 'em down
This santoku turn the muscle into butter not a falter not a stutter
They watchin' from a distance not a single word is uttered
Final slice is reminiscent of a Mariano cutter
I'm a risin' star in two games cast iron skillet
Sit on blue flames trim the fat and drop it on the heat
Like a Pat Riley contract bumpin' Biggie manual
This Gucci gas mask help me euro-step a contact
Ain't no ventilation I can't have these fumes escapin'
Whole ensemble headed straight to the cleaners
Adjust to the fever with Cuban freezer links thicker than a polar bear femur
Temperature colder than the weather they dreamin' yeah
Purple flower printed on the last drop
Set my navigation to the stash spot
Turn to Mike Alstott and tote the pack with two hands
Can't afford to fumble I can't let these niggas flu flam
Purple flower printed on the last drop yeah
Set my navigation to the stash spot yeah
Turn to Mike Alstott and tote the pack with two hands
Can't afford to fumble I can't let these niggas flu flam
What else?
Long live the Ruler all these VVS stones on the jewelry ayy
Glowin' in my Cuban starin' at the ceilin' of the Rolls you know it
Shit feel like I'm shroomin' I'm still in touch with all the shooters it's Blocks
We grew up 7-6in' grrt sellin' dust to all the users uh
Abusin' the drank girly pourin' up a cup of looney blockworks
You know that we ******* just to put a hush on all the rumors
To end all the speculation ayy six degrees of separation you know it
The pedigree I was breeded preceded my reputation cut that
Streets is a devil's haven left my faith for the scar
Ain't plan to make it this far exceeded my expectations 227
Blunts full of gumbo jumbo Patek Philippe ayy
'Cause I've been up more than down through these valleys and peaks uh-huh
Mag in my fleece to put it all in perspective
Now it's Somerset Collection pockets full of cash and receipts cha-ching
Rockin' Gallery Dept. in the 'jects with a key uh-huh
**** the Department of Correct' ain't no correction for me at all
Where we at?
Second effort keeps on churning
Offensive line dominating the line of scrimmage
Lorenzo Neal doing what he has to do
And then watch Alstott he's in the clear he can smell it
But watch him finish watch him cover the ball
He knows he can't let it go
He'll take the hit but he's not giving the ball up
Purple flower printed on the last drop
Set my navigation to the stash spot
Turn to Mike Alstott and tote the pack with two hands
Can't afford to fumble I can't let these niggas flu flam
Purple flower printed on the last drop yeah
Set my navigation to the stash spot yeah
Turn to Mike Alstott and tote the pack with two hands
