BLCKK – RANGE Lyrics

RANGE – BLCKK Lyrics

"Wah-wah-wah, my name is Chris and all I do is sit in my room and play video games"

You don't even make music anymore, you're not even a musician

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Woah, yeah, grrt

Yeah, bitch

Yeah, yeah

I already did it, I got so good at this shit

shit

Outside, chillin' outside but it's hot as a

Still got my looter on, bitch

Uh, uh, haha, haha

I could pick it up in a second

I get the ones, the shit that I'm flippin' around prolly make him my bitch

I'm not like you, pussy, I do what I want

You gotta kill me to get me stop, ay, I'm just fuckin' around and I'm up, yeah

You motherfuckers didn't think I'll make it, I know

That's why I had to pop out, I was twenty years old and I kill it wherever I go

Now you can't tell me shit, for rеal

Fuck luck and money, no deal

I fight so hard, evеry day I wake up swingin', that's how I feel, bitch

Fuck you, I get my kill

Fuck livin', I'm on that still

All black on me, it's just burnt out

Ripped ten 'til I can't

I couldn't stop if I wanted to

Not 'bouta fight, but it's turnin' into Rocky, you bitch

I'll spend the rest of my in a cell before I tell em who prolly just shot at you bitch

MAC-10s is stoppin' you, bitch

You better keep some on you 'cause I got some people that's prolly been watchin' you, bitch

Guns on me, got one of each one

Rounds on me, get a shot down range

Got somethin' right here, bet can't outrun

Guns on me, got one of each one

Rounds on me, get a shot down range

Got somethin' right here, bet can't outrun

Uh, grrt, uh, yeah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yo

Yeah, yeah

Uh, uh

I'm in that pocket just like I'm a folded up twenty (Bitch)

I'm with this bitch right now and I'm tryna get active, I don't give a fuck if he ready (Yeah)

Shootin' that faggot inside of the 7-Eleven, I promise he don't go to Heaven

No, you can't come over here with no bitch, what the fuck you think we tryna do in a session? (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I'm not tryna hear nothin', I don't give a fuck

Go 'head and get you that gun, let it bang one time, it don't matter to me, get it done (Yeah, yeah)

I'm tryna wake up and find out whatever he strugglin' with got worse than it was

Ayy, I get right back to it and make me some money, motherfucker, I'm the one, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

When I'm goin' through it, I made me a few hunnid bands (Yeah, woah)

Said I took a struggle and flip into an advance

I don't listen to bitches, I don't even give 'em a chance