**Blaket, Blaket, Bu-**

[Verse 1: yungblaket]:

(Huh)

Black and white diamonds, i look like a domino

Hit then I dip and I told shortie, “vaminos”

Sike, bitch I’m leaving you adios

Fucking with me and I’m hitting yo’ momma bro

Why these niggas keep testing me?

Fucking with gang and we shooting you endlessly

Ain’t bout’ the dappers, you not a friend of me (PAH)

Run up on him and I’m ending he

[Verse 2: Recklezzville]:

I’m on this bitch and I’m going real crazy (Mm-Hm)

Yo’ main bitch tryna have my baby (Yeah)

Hit a nigga up with this muhfuckin’ *dracy (Yeah)

Close that door so a nigga can’t snipe me

Under 10 while riding in the hood

Keep that Glock so you know we all good (we good)

Bro said whеn he see me he gon’ shoot mе, I think I misunderstood

[Verse 3: yungblaket]:

Fucking with me nigga I wish you would

Nigga, yungblaket they wishing they could be

Fucking yo’ hoe from the back, never lack, I’m attacking her doonies, that’s something I would be

Fucking with Blaket, you must’ve been joking

Ride with the Glock on my hip, imma soak him

Ain’t bout the talking we leaving him open, they say I’m the one like I’m Polo (G) I’m chosen

I’m finna spazz & I’m leaving them frozen

They cannot stand me the guns I be toting

He think he better than me must be smoking, if I get to dissing then he losing focus

They going crazy so I keep on going, fuck from the back and I’m leaving her moaning

Boy talking crazy, he move in slow motion, I grab me the Glock and we gon get to poking

[Verse 4: Recklezzville]:

Bitch tryna fuck, so I pulled her lace off

Rapping easy, we finna take off

Smoking the wood right now in the stu—turn me up, I need some juice

I hate bitches that think they cute—bitch you got on makeup, you foo

I hate bitches who try to play hard to get, like who the fuck is you?

[Verse 5: yungblaket]:

Spin round his block like a muhfuckin’ cube

Y’all niggas just cap in y’all rap and it’s poop-

And i’m sipping on double cup, double up, bitch on my dick finna suck up the honey like Winnie the Pooh

If that boy talking stupid, we leave with no clue

And he tryna sneak diss on the Gram out the blue

If he run up, he gon get done up, put down the Glock and get ready, bitch what we gon do

How we finna sneaky link if you gon’ fuck around and pull out the cam?

I keep me a 88, feeling great, and she catching my ball, no Ceedee Lamb

Pull up with no shirt, I’m like God damn

Tryna fuck with yungblaket, I think you a fan

How the fuck you gon’ be my shorty and do it like that, you know what I mean bitch you ran

[Verse 6: Recklezzville]:

Bitch I got that Glock, and I got that tec

If I see a opp, send them hollows to his neck

I can’t fall in love, cause ion’ know cupid

Bitch talm’ bout “Who is Recklezz”, bitch stop acting stupid

Nigga think I’m mad about some old reck, I done had

I’ll shoot a nigga in his face and send him to the Gods

Thinking bout’ smoking one nigga and I might do it

Cause that nigga tried to play me cock, tried to play me stupid