Blitz

I fell in love with the stacks
I had to go get 'em
I had to get to the racks
I had to get to the bag
N get to the paper
I had to get me a bag
Bitches be all on my lap
They fuck wit my songs
Niggas be tippin' they hats
Niggas be bitches as shit
Niggas be switching
But watch me come up with the blitz

Blitz
Blitz
Blitz
Blitz

I got me some racks, i got me some cake now
They used to hate, nigga look at me now
I know some niggas they don't like it when i up my sound
Them niggas be fake
Them niggas be sneak dissing on my SoundCloud

But i still pop my shit
But i still flood this bitch
I run thru your 'log
I run thru your shit
I get to poppin', you know i don't miss
I got my numbers up, feel like i'm Critch
Feel like Bahamas coz shit is too lit
Been rockin' VLONE, since i was a jit
I watch how i move, so i'm never gone trip
Been writing these songs, since i was a kid
I got a stu, yeah it's right in my crib
No time for a boo, got no time for that shit
This shit is heaven now, my shit is too lit
You told me to wait but girl this ain't no pitch
You told me to wait so you already missed
The za and the lean are just part of my fit
The za and the lean are just part of tha twist
The way that i'm rappin, i feel like i'm Wick
Ain't rocking Rick Owens, i ain't taking no dick
Stay true 2 myself and i'm never gon switch
Feds on my ass, when i open that zip
Wocklean with sprite that's the shit that i sip
& i be chilling, tryna stay out tha mix
I do this for fun, i don't care bout the clicks
But i preciate y'all, who be playing that shit

I fell in love with the stacks
I had to go get 'em
I had to get to the racks
I had to get to the bag
N get to the paper
I had to get me a bag
Bitches be all on my lap
They fuck wit my songs
Niggas be tippin' they hats
Niggas be bitches as shit
Niggas be switching
But watch me come up with the blitz



Credits
Writer(s): Hillary Nyabadza
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