Blow Out

Rildo this shit tough
It's Jaymoney baby

I love to fuck on brown skins, the light skins be acting petty
I see the hook, I'm yanking off, 'cause them niggas ain't gon' catch me
Wasn't cappin' on that hook, I love stretching like I'm Freddy
Seen it with my both eyes, I'm cooking up some fetty
Double barrels on his guns, looking like it's 8 o'clock
I can diss, but you can't, you ain't never sent no shots
She thinks she a bad bitch in her dreams, but she not
If you ain't tryna make this paper, I don't want you, kick the rocks

All these hoes, we be going, I give the beats, they gon' hate me
All that talking out the window, better worry about your safety
I'm the youngest out the mob, but niggas know I'm first to blow
See niggas throw a BBK, then drop a vital, drop a fo'

I-I-I-I love to fuck on brown skins, the light skins be acting petty
I see the hook, I'm yanking off, 'cause them niggas ain't gon' catch me
Wasn't cappin' on that hook, I love stretching like I'm Freddy
Seen it with my both eyes, I'm cooking up some fetty
Double barrels on his guns, looking like it's 8 o'clock
I can diss, but you can't, you ain't never sent no shots
She thinks she a bad bitch in her dreams, but she not
If you ain't tryna make this paper, I don't want you kick the rocks

Fuck on brown skins, the light skins be acting petty
I see the hook, I'm yanking off, 'cause them niggas ain't gon' catch me
Wasn't cappin' on that hook, I love stretching like I'm Freddy
Seen it with my both eyes, I'm cooking up some fetty
Double



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Writer(s): Jaylen L Foster, Max Shei
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