Blanco – Time Out Lyrics

Blanco Time Out Lyrics, Time Out Lyrics by Blanco

Oi, Blanco, I got a mad chorus
I need you on the track with sizzles and smarks
I was thinking, fam, yo, I gotta grab this one man
Keep it, it’s a mad chorus
(It’s Tekky)

My bro’s on the run, he’s at my house
Wish he could stop, say time out
A guy goes in, then a guy’s out
Brought out the claws, buyout
I’ma watch them cheerlead then try outs
007 with a mash, spy out
Are you gonna cry when they die out?
Are you gonna hide when they ride out?

Savage on d cat, think and I recap
Said they soon, they repeat that
Cook skin pan fried seabass
In the field looking like Kante’s heatmap
Bro’s too smart to concede that
Explaining my case to my friend, need feedback
Is it looking good, bro, is it not?
The answer is yes I’m in the box
4 man jeeted, a jawn got breeded
Told the rich one she a keep it
Extreme views might be extremists
Street views might be perceived as
Not being smart, but I lost dargs
No warnings from my teachers
Draft pick lit, see the bleachers
She brown and her friend see the features
Peak when your living it up Himalayan
On soch just tired, deadpool like Ryan
Say they’re not involved, retired
No pride like lion
Not man like Iron
Jump off a ped, see a high vest
She wanna beat, I ain’t LiTek (It’s Tekky)
See through the lies in your iris
Cell by himself, high risk

My bro’s on the run, he’s at my house
Wish he could stop, say time out
A guy goes in, then a guy’s out
Brought out the claws, buyout
I’ma watch them cheerlead then try outs
007 with a mash, spy out
Are you gonna cry when they die out?
Are you gonna hide when they ride out?

Snow’s in jail, calls me with anxiety
Said he checks on me, the irony
01, I answer the binary
Got it from the source, primary
Flam got flagged, he ain’t do nothin’
Free from the world, disillusioning
Guys on remand and they’re losing it
The cuffs too tight, can you loosen it?
Get splashed doing your Tesco shopping
Every little helps, they will rob him
Star leave you red, Moroccan
Buck man in the flesh, ain’t got a problem
Zanco fly, lotion am Johnson
Baby 9 up for adoption
Bro put the gun in a zombies bit
Grab the mash, not Richtofen

My bro’s on the run, he’s at my house
Wish he could stop, say time out
A guy goes in, then a guy’s out
Brought out the claws, buyout
I’ma watch them cheerlead then try outs
007 with a mash, spy out
Are you gonna cry when they die out?
Are you gonna hide when they ride out?