Gotta Blast
In the night you would hold me
When I'm down and blue
I would call my lil shorty
Make my dreams come true
Gotta blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past, bitch
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch
Glock .40 on me, it's gon' blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past bitch!
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Late night, smoking on dank
I then got rid of my bae
Really it ain't nothing major, ima call one of my thangs
White bitch look like Topanga, she gon' get wild for the gang
Why when I call you hang up? Tell me that you need your space
I ain't tryna sit in your face
Honestly I'm just tryna go your pace
Vibe with me, I could make you try new thangs
Modesty, that ain't really something I take
Maybe I can sit on your face
You a classy bitch, champagne your taste
You could tell I ain't never lie on my bank
Two space ships in my garage, let's race
You could tell I got it on my own, no thanks
Accidentally liking shit lurking my page
Sip on this blood with my gold fangs
Not stopping 'til I'm in God's face
Me in my feelings, a odd case
And my new dip he is gorgeous
Play with this pussy, guitar, bass
Told him come here I need more face
Sit back and think I need more of that
Sit back and think I need more
You ain't have that. So I fell back
Gotta blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past, bitch
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch
Glock .40 on me, it's gon' blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past bitch!
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
In the night you would hold me
When I'm down and blue
I would call my lil shorty
Make my dreams come true
You told me you'd stay beside me
When we're going through
How was I supposed to know
That it wasn't true?
No it wasn't true
It wasn't true
When I'm down and blue
I would call my lil shorty
Make my dreams come true
Gotta blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past, bitch
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch
Glock .40 on me, it's gon' blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past bitch!
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Late night, smoking on dank
I then got rid of my bae
Really it ain't nothing major, ima call one of my thangs
White bitch look like Topanga, she gon' get wild for the gang
Why when I call you hang up? Tell me that you need your space
I ain't tryna sit in your face
Honestly I'm just tryna go your pace
Vibe with me, I could make you try new thangs
Modesty, that ain't really something I take
Maybe I can sit on your face
You a classy bitch, champagne your taste
You could tell I ain't never lie on my bank
Two space ships in my garage, let's race
You could tell I got it on my own, no thanks
Accidentally liking shit lurking my page
Sip on this blood with my gold fangs
Not stopping 'til I'm in God's face
Me in my feelings, a odd case
And my new dip he is gorgeous
Play with this pussy, guitar, bass
Told him come here I need more face
Sit back and think I need more of that
Sit back and think I need more
You ain't have that. So I fell back
Gotta blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past, bitch
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch
Glock .40 on me, it's gon' blast bitch
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Wasn't real, ima leave you in the past bitch!
I'ma flex on your next and your last bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
Gotta blast bitch!
In the night you would hold me
When I'm down and blue
I would call my lil shorty
Make my dreams come true
You told me you'd stay beside me
When we're going through
How was I supposed to know
That it wasn't true?
No it wasn't true
It wasn't true
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Writer(s): Jaelyn Jackson
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