BLITZ

Uppin' in the scope, I put a dot on his head and he turned on my song, it's a hit
Knock out his lights, no Edison, bitch I ain't Thomas, you know if I shoot I wont miss
I got some demons who ridin' here with me, they'll empty a semi, we all boutta blitz
They tried to make up some beef, but they aimed it at me, now this shit bout as real as it gets
Patrick still askin' forgiveness, this shit got so deep that I can't even pray for my sins
You right, we used to be friends, you know there's a reason we're not and I won't make amends
Come for my brothers or come for my kin you get smothered in lead
I won't pick up the pen, I just pick up the pace till I catch you,
Im right on your ass, I think its time for this beefin' to end

The chopper it sing like Madonna, them bullets they pierce like they teeth on piranhas
If they want the smoke I can turn up the heat turn the booth to a sauna
I'm turning your friends to my shottas, I'm crossing out names on the list I ain't bothered
You bitches, my sons but you pussy
I guess y'all my daughters
The fuck is your mama
Cause I'm puttin' hands on you bitches, I gotta
I'm boutta go ape shit, y'all drivin' me crazy
We not gonna make up its not drivin' Daisy, I drive a Mercedes
This shit is my daily, I'm keepin' a stick on my dick if they try to come play me
Now please stop complainin', you get what you give and you gave me a reason, now I gotta fade em
I got his friends crossin' over, I know how to braid em,
It's crazy, I ain't have to make em now

Here come the blitz
Open the whip
Get in the back
Here come the blitz
Load up the stick
Now where is the Krab?
Here come the blitz
You know we can't miss if we all let it blast
Open that shit, I'm gon' empty this mag
He get in his coffin, I get in my bag
Here come the

Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
What up Krabs?
What up Krabs?
What up Krabs?
Let's go

Here come the blitz
The switch on my hip gets you ripped
Just like the paper I made off your bitch
Now turn up the fader and give me a J and a spliff
Don't play with the squid, don't take up the stick
I spray in the whip
I fade him and dip
Imma end up on top like a cherry ya bitch
I miss when the streets were as scary as this
Boy, I don't diss shit
I just drop this bitch, switch hips
I'm a big dog with a big stick
And this bitch go ballistic
Melt it down quick
Can't get the ballistics
You know its a wrap like a gift on Christmas
Tell a man, fuckin with the boy
Sit down like Chris did
We all know your pen like a limp dick
Express mail how my shots get sent quick
I don't need Patrick, I ride with a bateman who bait him
I'm torching your crew, tell me why I smell bacon
I'm cooking, I bake emm like this shit an oven
I'm so far above him, but hell where I take him
My shooters, they all in the state causing mayhem
I'll never betray him and none of them rap
But they wrapping the packs when I weigh em
I need a location, they found where you stayin'
Got a new buyer who paying the fees
Want something exotic and they don't want weed
They said they want something right out of the sea
I heard they like crab
I said I got meat
Now they wanna meet
So Im at your door with a mask and no key
Your daughter can scream
I know that you'll beg and you'll plead
I'm sorry, Pearl
Think you're out of milk cause it's time for your daddy to leave
Could have had peace, but you wanted blood
I'll make you bleed, clean it up with a sponge
I hope when you sleep that you're keeping a gun
I pray its in reach
We could have us some fun
I'll give you a chance
Know it's already done
Now give me a dance
As I'm popping off slugs
This shit getting slimey
I'm one of them ones
You shouldn't have tried me
You shouldn't have spun
Aye, not to mention I was there for you
Without a pot to piss in and then you started winning
Made me watch you switch into a fake ass bitch
You like a politician
Now you faking numbers on your awful disses
I've been cleaning Bikini like washing dishes
I'ma take the trash out cause your mama's bitching
While I'm cooking this shit in your mama's kitchen
Yeah fuck you