Da Blitz

That 40 cook you to the gristle you can't view the body
We hit the strip, we got them blicks, we in a foreign Johnny
Don't know the lingo, you cant tango in this stolen mozzy (Maserati)
My kin down north they got picks they shoot at anybody

Just bought a bitch from overseas, she got a foreign body
I came tucking dirty hammers in my dirty laundry
fuck with that white it give you power we just call it Tommy
Remember riding pissy trollies it was me and mommy

Hasta luego in that pussy i be in and out
Too many hammers had to put some at cousin house
Before we fuck, she know she better run and get a towel
I treat yo bitch like the vet, i had to put her down

Forever be my bitch though
Italian marble moon walking on her tip toes
White bitch Like Cinderella she got hips though
Red bottoms glass heels but these fit though
In Philly on the block, selling waters with my mom
I seen a fiend seen a fien hit the dope, eyes opened wide
100 Degrees, all over the street and i be it only 5
She cut ankle monitor off and played Muslim just to hide

My Dad was so gone so ain't no no picks when i was the mix
Somebody tell how these books just turned straight to bricks
Watch yo mans, that paper work can really get you pinched
And if he snitching call my shooter up to send a blitz