Blast (feat. Juyixe)
I was never enough, aye, aye
Shawty play me, she actin' tough
Caught her on cam, she lick it rough
She jelly, she wanting love
Call her crazy, she not the one
All these baddies know when it's fun
She give me tongue, tie her mind
Don't you fight, they call me Juan
All these niggas thinkin' they won
But I am the Don
Sit in your place
With set, we walk
Nigga, quit playing
My gun is blazing
The aim is amazing
I'm leaving you shaking, aye
Back up my niggas
Whatever the cost
Even if my life is lost
Slowin' it down
Homie, drink frost
Low to the ground
He a big boss
Look at the sound
I am Rick Ross
Nasty ass teeth
Bitch, do the floss
Rockin' these grills
No need to floss
Lookin' too cold
I cannot fold
Baggies, like money
But a G roll
Spinning the block
With a big Glock
Hides in sock
Finna get rocked
Shootin' these thots
In a big lot
Leave him to rot
I pop a shot, wait
That is a lot, wait
Mac with a scope
I'll make you bleed
Like you was a Pope
You losing hope
Killin' yo' fam
They on the note
Leave yo' ass hanging
You on the ropes
She sent the addy
Ain't no where to go
Niggas start spinnin', its time to go low
Nigga said no
Pussy ass bitch fucked my flow
He think he tough
He hit on my Puff
Said that shit, rough
Can't get enough
It's never enough
It's never enough
It's never enough
I was never enough, aye, aye
Shawty play me, she actin' tough
Caught her on cam, she lick it rough
She jelly, she wanting love
Call her crazy, she not the one
All these baddies know when it's fun
She give me tongue, tie her mind
Don't you fight, they call me Juan
All these niggas thinkin' they won
But I am the Don
Sit in your place
With set, we walk
Nigga, quit playing
My gun is blazing
The aim is amazing
I'm leaving you shaking, aye
Back up my niggas
Whatever the cost
Even if my life is lost
Slowin' it down
Homie, drink frost
Low to the ground
He a big boss
Look at the sound
I am Rick Ross
Nasty ass teeth
Bitch, do the floss
Rockin' these grills
No need to floss
Lookin' too cold
I cannot fold
Baggies, like money
But a G roll
Spinning the block
With a big Glock
Hides in sock
Finna get rocked
Shootin' these thots
In a big lot
Leave him to rot
I pop a shot, wait
That is a lot, wait
Shawty play me, she actin' tough
Caught her on cam, she lick it rough
She jelly, she wanting love
Call her crazy, she not the one
All these baddies know when it's fun
She give me tongue, tie her mind
Don't you fight, they call me Juan
All these niggas thinkin' they won
But I am the Don
Sit in your place
With set, we walk
Nigga, quit playing
My gun is blazing
The aim is amazing
I'm leaving you shaking, aye
Back up my niggas
Whatever the cost
Even if my life is lost
Slowin' it down
Homie, drink frost
Low to the ground
He a big boss
Look at the sound
I am Rick Ross
Nasty ass teeth
Bitch, do the floss
Rockin' these grills
No need to floss
Lookin' too cold
I cannot fold
Baggies, like money
But a G roll
Spinning the block
With a big Glock
Hides in sock
Finna get rocked
Shootin' these thots
In a big lot
Leave him to rot
I pop a shot, wait
That is a lot, wait
Mac with a scope
I'll make you bleed
Like you was a Pope
You losing hope
Killin' yo' fam
They on the note
Leave yo' ass hanging
You on the ropes
She sent the addy
Ain't no where to go
Niggas start spinnin', its time to go low
Nigga said no
Pussy ass bitch fucked my flow
He think he tough
He hit on my Puff
Said that shit, rough
Can't get enough
It's never enough
It's never enough
It's never enough
I was never enough, aye, aye
Shawty play me, she actin' tough
Caught her on cam, she lick it rough
She jelly, she wanting love
Call her crazy, she not the one
All these baddies know when it's fun
She give me tongue, tie her mind
Don't you fight, they call me Juan
All these niggas thinkin' they won
But I am the Don
Sit in your place
With set, we walk
Nigga, quit playing
My gun is blazing
The aim is amazing
I'm leaving you shaking, aye
Back up my niggas
Whatever the cost
Even if my life is lost
Slowin' it down
Homie, drink frost
Low to the ground
He a big boss
Look at the sound
I am Rick Ross
Nasty ass teeth
Bitch, do the floss
Rockin' these grills
No need to floss
Lookin' too cold
I cannot fold
Baggies, like money
But a G roll
Spinning the block
With a big Glock
Hides in sock
Finna get rocked
Shootin' these thots
In a big lot
Leave him to rot
I pop a shot, wait
That is a lot, wait
Credits
Writer(s): Derrick Leyna
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