Going Out With A Blast Lyrics - Singles - Fiend

(Fiend) 

Gotta go, cause if I gotta go 

I know I gotta go, but I'm goin out with a blast 

(goin out with a what) 

Chorus 

Goin out with a blast, to tells buck a buck a! 

Murder on my mind motherfucker, so fuck ya x2 

I'm on the run with identical guns, murder in the first 

Preaching, smilin making money cause my gun, haters disperse 

What's the worst that can happen to capital F-I 

I might die but goin to try, see, cause stakes is my right eye 

Believe is shooting the automatic collecting recieving all the cabbage 

Was my advantage, have you forgot I'm the baddest, baddest 

The crowd involve my men, nine milla cheater meter 

As my brain tissue, hard pauses and ass eater 

Welcome to the edition of bullets splitting and ass kicking 

My mission to glisten a for every writtion rendition 

What's my living, is for giving, the fiends sellen tryin to rock it 

And my logic the prophet, and if she like it 

you get dropped stop it, jock it 

As my sad ass asks back for the cash 

Tell me, how many players goin out my nigga 

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Chorus x3 

You niggas a bunch of young bucks with young luck so what the fuck 

My bitches talk glare, and them hoes aint stuck bro 

Already cause of me, NOPD on it 

Helecopter, so I had to holler at P to get the chopper 

Proper, hollered at a popper from that third 

A crazy bitch I'll B.O., but deep a nigga won't earn 

Word, you ain't heard, this nigga kinda fed up 

Pressure, to my head up, till I pop a dead up 

Let up, the whole block smoked out like woodstock 

If you good you would not plot and get chopped 

Mine from the cocked glock, as it was a hum 

From two things I can't control are my cum and my gun 

Chorus x2 

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Leave his life for me, and I'm a make sure his ass goin suffer 

Heard he was a fed, I'm a blow off both of his colors 

He'd? war of my mother, man, I wish I could duck it 

But fuck it, I didn't know I snorted past my budget 

This life, I'm a rush it, dead cope with the bang 

Cause ne'er a motherfucker did a damn thing where I hang 

Chorus x4