Big Blizzy
When I walk in they coughing
Make em drop dead like a coffin
Put em in a dirt like a auction
Oh shit, I could make you nauseous
My drip like a faucet
Bitch be cautions, I bought this
That's boss shit
No losses, but it cost us
Developing the game that's a process
I was on aim trying to impress, had a little no interest
Switch location new address
Got a new bitch new pageant
Yeah I'm bragging, see that wagon she a stallion
Got medallions, got begets like Italians
And the press be wilding
Ya depressed ya be lying
You get pressed and start crying
I'm the best so stop applying
You my kid don't be defiant
In the rib I take my time
She want jiz upon her mind
Give her blizzy from behind
I get busy on my line
Don't get tizzy I don't mizzy
I just up a flick the rizzy
If you if you feeling iffy
It get done in a jiffy
I'm the don in my city
Come meet the comity
We from New York City
I be hittin' walks like I do graffiti
This shit too easy
Your bitch way to needy, she wanna come see me
Ya depressed ya be lying
You get pressed and start crying
I'm the best so stop applying
You my kid don't be defiant
In the rib I take my time
She want jiz upon her mind
Give her blizzy from behind
I get busy on my line
Don't get tizzy I don't mizzy
I just up a flick the rizzy
If you if you feeling iffy
It get done in a jiffy
I'm the don in my city
Make em drop dead like a coffin
Put em in a dirt like a auction
Oh shit, I could make you nauseous
My drip like a faucet
Bitch be cautions, I bought this
That's boss shit
No losses, but it cost us
Developing the game that's a process
I was on aim trying to impress, had a little no interest
Switch location new address
Got a new bitch new pageant
Yeah I'm bragging, see that wagon she a stallion
Got medallions, got begets like Italians
And the press be wilding
Ya depressed ya be lying
You get pressed and start crying
I'm the best so stop applying
You my kid don't be defiant
In the rib I take my time
She want jiz upon her mind
Give her blizzy from behind
I get busy on my line
Don't get tizzy I don't mizzy
I just up a flick the rizzy
If you if you feeling iffy
It get done in a jiffy
I'm the don in my city
Come meet the comity
We from New York City
I be hittin' walks like I do graffiti
This shit too easy
Your bitch way to needy, she wanna come see me
Ya depressed ya be lying
You get pressed and start crying
I'm the best so stop applying
You my kid don't be defiant
In the rib I take my time
She want jiz upon her mind
Give her blizzy from behind
I get busy on my line
Don't get tizzy I don't mizzy
I just up a flick the rizzy
If you if you feeling iffy
It get done in a jiffy
I'm the don in my city
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Writer(s): Bledar Fida
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