Blow Up

I'm the type to go M.I.A. then watch me blow up
Remember I was down bad when I called you ain't show up
Riding in some fast shit, you might catch me doin' donuts
Bro say he off too much drugs and this bitch, he might just throw up

Yeah, I ain't had no lean in a while, I might just pour up
You the type that be tweetin' and makin' posts, but don't be on none
Free my nigga, was on a run, he had a long run
Real niggas, gone stay solid, keep it a hun

Yeah, I'm the type to go M.I.A., still dumpin
Yeah, I know I rap, but I be servin' pill junkies
Cut your fuckin' hands off if you ever steal somethin
He got caught up in that fire, he ain't die, he real lucky

This ho just tell me that I'm make' no time for her, bitch, stop fussin
Head thought i sold him lean, I sold his ass some tussin
Niggas a dog with a gun, only time they get the woofing
Actin bad, I be with the belt gang don't get a whooping

Ballin like, mike Jordan, and this bitch, I bet I buck him
Drac fucked up his legs, now he walkin' with some crutches
I only smoke fat woods, so you can't match me with no dutchess
This bitch all on my dick, she keep askin', can she touch it

Know I'm the dirtball, I fuck a bitch, then I'm quick to leave
Me and bro havin' phone fights trippin' bout some fiends
Two things I never seen, a turtle with some speed
No, you already know it ain't a bitch that I need

I don't care if we was blood, you still don't bleed, how I don't bleed
Your bitch lookin' sad, I tell her, come and lean on me
I said i got tris in, you can come and get some green
Fuckin with Patricia, she been fuckin' up my spleen

Yeah, I'm the type that got M.I.A. and then I blow up
I was down bad when I called you ain't show up