Let It Blow
Uh
Uh
Need a real estate baby I be claiming all my property
I been Tryna find my sound
But these niggas think bout Poppin me
Don't want no opp hoes around
Been running it up, I'm based bound
Got a Kel-tech and forty let it off at any clown
I ain't with the cappa talk
Riding around with that mask off
Me and Jay finna blast off
Come from the bottom, work ya ass off
I been running all this paper up until I get a mill
And my manager hit my phone, talking bout I got a deal
uh
That's just how it feels
If I shoot that DraKo you know I'm shooting to kill
I ain't talking bout no pickle but I'm tryna see the dill
He got popped just like a sickle, Leave'em spinning like a wheel
Got a flashlight
Got a green dot on the pole
Kamikaze at his body ima take his fucking soul
Got that shotty on my body and don't no one know
If the opppas get to talking ima let this bitch blow
Uh
Let that bitch blow
Got it on me no one know
Blow
Ima let this bitch Blow
Need a real estate baby I be claiming all my property
I been Tryna find my sound
But these niggas think bout Poppin me
Don't want no opp hoes around
Been running it up, I'm based bound
Got a Kel-tech and forty let it off at any clown
I ain't with the cappa talk
Riding around with that mask off
Me and Jay finna blast off
Come from the bottom, work ya ass off
I been running all this paper up until I get a mill
And my manager hit my phone, talking bout I got a deal
Got a deal
That's how it feels
I shoot to kill
Tell that deal
Ima let that bitch blow
Uh
Need a real estate baby I be claiming all my property
I been Tryna find my sound
But these niggas think bout Poppin me
Don't want no opp hoes around
Been running it up, I'm based bound
Got a Kel-tech and forty let it off at any clown
I ain't with the cappa talk
Riding around with that mask off
Me and Jay finna blast off
Come from the bottom, work ya ass off
I been running all this paper up until I get a mill
And my manager hit my phone, talking bout I got a deal
uh
That's just how it feels
If I shoot that DraKo you know I'm shooting to kill
I ain't talking bout no pickle but I'm tryna see the dill
He got popped just like a sickle, Leave'em spinning like a wheel
Got a flashlight
Got a green dot on the pole
Kamikaze at his body ima take his fucking soul
Got that shotty on my body and don't no one know
If the opppas get to talking ima let this bitch blow
Uh
Let that bitch blow
Got it on me no one know
Blow
Ima let this bitch Blow
Need a real estate baby I be claiming all my property
I been Tryna find my sound
But these niggas think bout Poppin me
Don't want no opp hoes around
Been running it up, I'm based bound
Got a Kel-tech and forty let it off at any clown
I ain't with the cappa talk
Riding around with that mask off
Me and Jay finna blast off
Come from the bottom, work ya ass off
I been running all this paper up until I get a mill
And my manager hit my phone, talking bout I got a deal
Got a deal
That's how it feels
I shoot to kill
Tell that deal
Ima let that bitch blow
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Writer(s): Julian Lovings
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