Blow Up

Imma do this shit on my own
Fake ass niggas blowing up my phone
Why don't y'all ever leave me alone?
Putting that shit on
Saying you a hype beast
Bitch nigga you grown

When it comes to the trend
Bitch you is the latest
And you walking around like you ate this
Ain't seen that shit on since the 80s
And lately
I hate when I go out
Cuz everyone stop and stare
They looking and staring like I only came out in underwear

Or maybe you're not aware
Dr. Drakken, I keep me a lair
Kim Possible with it bitch YT is here and I'm full of ideas
Or maybe you're not aware
I'm so cold bitch I keep a Moncler
The next time you wanna talk to me
You gotta go through my manager

Aye

Imma do this shit on my own
Fake ass niggas blowing up my phone
Why don't y'all ever leave me alone?
Putting that shit on
Saying you a hype beast

Imma do this shit on my own
Fake ass niggas blowing up my phone
Why don't y'all ever leave me, leave me alone?
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone

Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone
Blowing up my phone

Rock the boat
Like Noah, I'll rock the boat
Like Moses, I'll part the sea
Cuz these lil bitches can't talk to me
I'm so up, bitch I'm seeing green
I move fast, they call me machine
Sometimes I wanna hide away
You might find me in Idaho
Wait



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Writer(s): Adetutu Aderogba
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