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Point Blank (Alternate) Video (MV)




Performed By: Black Math
Length: 2:41
Written by: BRIAN SANDERS, JERRY YEH




Black Math - Point Blank (Alternate) Lyrics




I got that sabertooth
Sharp wit
Fat lip
Charming as a snake
And I bite with a
Mouth like a sailor

I'm looking real fine
And I'm feeling real good
'Bout to break a couple windows
When we shake the neighborhood

Your friends look chill
In the backseat
Turning up the heat
Can't feel my feet
Black sunglasses
And we got no job
Trying to hang
With a bang

Live fast
Die young
'Til the sun

Live fast
Die young
'Til the sun

I'm a waste case
Like the taste
Pass the can
And trash the place
Smash the glass
Smiling face
Take a shot and
Bump the bass
Zig zag
Baby let me take a drag
Raise a glass
And plant our flag
It's our house can't take it back

Clouds of smoke
And we got no rules
I take the car
While you steal the jewels
Don't pay for nothin'
And we some fun
Live fast and wild
So we all die young

(Oooo yay yay yay yay yah)
We break everything we touch
Pedal down I grip the clutch
(Oooo yay yay yay yay yah)
I pour some love out from the gas tank
I blow the band up when I'm
I blow the band up when I'm point blank
Point blank
Point

Jump in the pool your clothes are on.
Throw up your hands your guns are drawn
Pour out some love from the gas tank
Blow up the band when I'm point blank

(Oooo yay yay yay yay yah)
We break everything we touch
Pedal down I grip the clutch
I pour some love out from the gas tank
I blow the band up when I'm
Point blank
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I got that sabertooth
Sharp wit
Fat lip
Charming as a snake
And I bite with a
Mouth like a sailor

I'm looking real fine
And I'm feeling real good
'Bout to break a couple windows
When we shake the neighborhood

Your friends look chill
In the backseat
Turning up the heat
Can't feel my feet
Black sunglasses
And we got no job
Trying to hang
With a bang

Live fast
Die young
'Til the sun

Live fast
Die young
'Til the sun

I'm a waste case
Like the taste
Pass the can
And trash the place
Smash the glass
Smiling face
Take a shot and
Bump the bass
Zig zag
Baby let me take a drag
Raise a glass
And plant our flag
It's our house can't take it back

Clouds of smoke
And we got no rules
I take the car
While you steal the jewels
Don't pay for nothin'
And we some fun
Live fast and wild
So we all die young

(Oooo yay yay yay yay yah)
We break everything we touch
Pedal down I grip the clutch
(Oooo yay yay yay yay yah)
I pour some love out from the gas tank
I blow the band up when I'm
I blow the band up when I'm point blank
Point blank
Point

Jump in the pool your clothes are on.
Throw up your hands your guns are drawn
Pour out some love from the gas tank
Blow up the band when I'm point blank

(Oooo yay yay yay yay yah)
We break everything we touch
Pedal down I grip the clutch
I pour some love out from the gas tank
I blow the band up when I'm
Point blank
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Writer: BRIAN SANDERS, JERRY YEH
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, ANGRY MOB MUSIC LLC, Songtrust Ave

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