Blowing Steam

Yo what's that shit you was playing the other day
Oh you're talking about um this motherfucker right here

Okay all I do is talk
I'm just on here blowing steam, its like the food too hot
I'd rather keep the peace than keep a piece unless I'm shooting cops
Don't ask me if my words are true or not, I ain't using props
Alright, I might be using props
It's foil for the grillz, nah they ain't but yeah they do the job
Liquor sipper, move the wock, sicker nigga, loogie hawk
These heels were made for stepping on your feelings if you break my heart

Might hurt when glancing
Mike Jack, my collar dancing
These pants is bigger than your sisters misters granny's mansion
Uh huh, she said I'm handsome
Most wanted, pay my ransom
Okay, this shit her anthem, I- I keep on, I keep on

Bow, she can't hear me, think she way too focused on the loud
I'm just tryna surf, not like Hawaii but a crowd
Damn that shit is foul, it's a black and mild
Only smoke on my opps, I'm on top like a tower

Michs when I'm pissing
Opaque I'm missing
Skin glow, so check the pigment uh
That pussy hissing, at least in that position
I'll make like six figures, that just my sixth sense

Got this shit off my mind, getting it off my chest
Predator I'm apex, something like a T-rex
If you got take them shots, make sure you get the left
Smile and I say cheese, complements to the chef
On here blowing steam, I'm just blowing steam
Like the food is hotter than that thing up in my jeans
Had to sew her pants they was bussing through the seams
We was causing racket like we Venus and Serena



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Writer(s): Joshua Warren
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