Blow Up
They see us getting this money
Now they tryna act like they know us
Man get to the back you dont know us
Bitch move to the back you don't know us
I was all in my bag bouta throw up
Now im all in my bag bouta roll up
Step back if I'm lifting this pole up
They don't know how ta act when you blow up
I got that tek on the table
And you see dat Mac in the corna
This for my pops out in Texas
And shout out my moms in the Zona
Ay tellem they son bouta blow up
They know I'm the one lemme blow up
Bitch I'm bouta cum baby hold up
She said I'm da bomb watch me blow up
I just got some head, dat blow up
She be suckin this dick til she throw up
And she licked on this blunt when I rolled it
Swear ta god she was icy the coldest
On her job bout to get that promotion
Let her drive when these pistols is loaded
You know I'll pop a nikka like somas
All that I know is I get to the money
I dont know shit about reaching no quota
Stack up the bread let the kids spend the overs
I want that cutlass all red with the motor
Bitch wit a butt yea a deep throater
After I nut she can't sleep over
I'm tryna bubble like Coca Cola
These nikkas go flat like a cheap soda
Ain't no more falling off Yea I know I won't get to it all
Shit as long as I tear down the mall
And she keep eating this dick thru my drawls
Had to quit drinking & taking them drugs
I was Fucked up I was mixin em all
Had to jump over the fence for my dawgs
All that money I spent on broads
Love all my nikkas I ain't gotta pause
Especially them nikkas that's down for the cause
Nikka Talk brazy im breaking some jaws
Let em Act krazy we breaking the laws
We blew em & now they in Awe
Bitch if you see me don't say what you saw
You know I stay on the run from the law
They know I stay wit some guns in the car
They see us getting this money
Now they tryna act like they know us
Man get to the back you dont know us
Bitch move to the back you don't know us
I was all in my bag bouta throw up
Now im all in my bag bouta roll up
Step back if I'm lifting this pole up
They don't know how ta act when you blow up
I got that tek on the table & you see dat Mac in the corna
This for my pops out in Texas
And shout out my moms in the Zona
Ay tellem they son bouta blow up
They know I'm the one lemme blow up
Bitch I'm bouta cum baby hold up
She said I'm da bomb watch me blow up
I want this shit fa life
They said I was nice that's nice
I fucked dat bitch twice in one night
And she thot I's gon make er my wife
All my thotties like Show ya right
And They all love me they know what it's like
I Ran a train with a couple a dykes
Can't even lie I was high as a kite
I got the guns you can try if you like
I Swear this shit is like riding a bike
2 Ls I'm high as a kite
No Ls I'm fighting like Mike
Can't believe he said it's on sight
He can't even see me I'm reaching new heights
Oh bummer that nikka just died
And im the plumber im slangin dat pipe
I tellem I ain't got shit ta say
I dont miss shit I dont miss the games
I don't trust shit swear these nikkas is fake
Nikkas ain't ever said shit to my face
Still runnin guns yea dats state to state
Stop to gas up & I switch the plates
I could sell all of these Drakes to Drake
And he take em up where them nikkas like Ehhh
Never go back to da dope or the yay
I got this shit wit da scope for 2k
Hop off the boat & ball like 2k
Stay in ya lane get the fuck out my way
Vert in dis bitch on the keys like Zay
Stay wit the hawks & I'm shooting like Trey
They see us getting this money
Now they tryna act like they know us
Man get to the back you dont know us
Bitch move to the back you don't know us
I was all in my bag bouta throw up
Now im all in my bag bouta roll up
Step back if I'm lifting this pole up
They don't know how ta act when you blow up
I got that tek on the table & you see dat Mac in the corna
This for my pops out in Texas
And shout out my moms in the Zona
Ay tellem they son bouta blow up
They know I'm the one lemme blow up
Bitch I'm bouta cum baby hold up
She said I'm da bomb watch me blow up
Now they tryna act like they know us
Man get to the back you dont know us
Bitch move to the back you don't know us
I was all in my bag bouta throw up
Now im all in my bag bouta roll up
Step back if I'm lifting this pole up
They don't know how ta act when you blow up
I got that tek on the table
And you see dat Mac in the corna
This for my pops out in Texas
And shout out my moms in the Zona
Ay tellem they son bouta blow up
They know I'm the one lemme blow up
Bitch I'm bouta cum baby hold up
She said I'm da bomb watch me blow up
I just got some head, dat blow up
She be suckin this dick til she throw up
And she licked on this blunt when I rolled it
Swear ta god she was icy the coldest
On her job bout to get that promotion
Let her drive when these pistols is loaded
You know I'll pop a nikka like somas
All that I know is I get to the money
I dont know shit about reaching no quota
Stack up the bread let the kids spend the overs
I want that cutlass all red with the motor
Bitch wit a butt yea a deep throater
After I nut she can't sleep over
I'm tryna bubble like Coca Cola
These nikkas go flat like a cheap soda
Ain't no more falling off Yea I know I won't get to it all
Shit as long as I tear down the mall
And she keep eating this dick thru my drawls
Had to quit drinking & taking them drugs
I was Fucked up I was mixin em all
Had to jump over the fence for my dawgs
All that money I spent on broads
Love all my nikkas I ain't gotta pause
Especially them nikkas that's down for the cause
Nikka Talk brazy im breaking some jaws
Let em Act krazy we breaking the laws
We blew em & now they in Awe
Bitch if you see me don't say what you saw
You know I stay on the run from the law
They know I stay wit some guns in the car
They see us getting this money
Now they tryna act like they know us
Man get to the back you dont know us
Bitch move to the back you don't know us
I was all in my bag bouta throw up
Now im all in my bag bouta roll up
Step back if I'm lifting this pole up
They don't know how ta act when you blow up
I got that tek on the table & you see dat Mac in the corna
This for my pops out in Texas
And shout out my moms in the Zona
Ay tellem they son bouta blow up
They know I'm the one lemme blow up
Bitch I'm bouta cum baby hold up
She said I'm da bomb watch me blow up
I want this shit fa life
They said I was nice that's nice
I fucked dat bitch twice in one night
And she thot I's gon make er my wife
All my thotties like Show ya right
And They all love me they know what it's like
I Ran a train with a couple a dykes
Can't even lie I was high as a kite
I got the guns you can try if you like
I Swear this shit is like riding a bike
2 Ls I'm high as a kite
No Ls I'm fighting like Mike
Can't believe he said it's on sight
He can't even see me I'm reaching new heights
Oh bummer that nikka just died
And im the plumber im slangin dat pipe
I tellem I ain't got shit ta say
I dont miss shit I dont miss the games
I don't trust shit swear these nikkas is fake
Nikkas ain't ever said shit to my face
Still runnin guns yea dats state to state
Stop to gas up & I switch the plates
I could sell all of these Drakes to Drake
And he take em up where them nikkas like Ehhh
Never go back to da dope or the yay
I got this shit wit da scope for 2k
Hop off the boat & ball like 2k
Stay in ya lane get the fuck out my way
Vert in dis bitch on the keys like Zay
Stay wit the hawks & I'm shooting like Trey
They see us getting this money
Now they tryna act like they know us
Man get to the back you dont know us
Bitch move to the back you don't know us
I was all in my bag bouta throw up
Now im all in my bag bouta roll up
Step back if I'm lifting this pole up
They don't know how ta act when you blow up
I got that tek on the table & you see dat Mac in the corna
This for my pops out in Texas
And shout out my moms in the Zona
Ay tellem they son bouta blow up
They know I'm the one lemme blow up
Bitch I'm bouta cum baby hold up
She said I'm da bomb watch me blow up
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Writer(s): Josh Mcghee
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