letra de blast! - 870glizzy
humvi on the beat
it’s hot
said he want beef with the gang, boy, stop that
we the same n-ggas that got your boy popped that
think you a g, you not that
you ain’t finna pop that
hat rat, n-gga, you cap
aye, slide with the stick, it’s a wrap
it’s over
i’m out the lean and i hate being sober
i stay with the heat and get burnt like a toaster
had my yg knock his head off his shoulder
she wanna lay up but i’m tryna dunk
smack
i ball like i’m steve nash
catch me an opp, i’ma leave him in the grass
i ride with it, got the stick on my dash
let a n-gga play, i blast
roll up an opp, get smoked this gas
what?
ion even smoke, i be off the sizzurp, ayе
i’m ’bout my green like a lizard, aye
i make it storm likе a blizzard
i wet the stick like a wizard
i’m winning now i got ’em triggered
were sick of the last of my class
but i still get a bag
who would’ve thought?
they used to laugh ’cause i couldn’t do math
now i count up with ease
they used to hate on me, that’s why they broke and i’m gettin’ the cheese
they know when i step in, it’s game over
i put the scope on the k, i got rings like a roller
he put on an act, he a poser
gucci designer my loafers
wait, that’s cap
i don’t even own gucci loafers, bruh, what the f-ck?
aye, my brother ’bout to roll up
like windows, talkin’ ’bout the money, my n-gga like 10’4
copy, just doin’ me got them salty
cross me, don’t ever do that, n-gga
all of that woofin’, pull up, where yo’ tool at?
i was just cappin’
thought so, knew that
you had a chance but you blew that
if we got a problem, i’d fix that
screw that
sippin’ on syrup like i got strep throat
shorty gon’ eat me and like eggo
lego, i stack the money up
i do with this and i sum it up
whatever you doin’ i’m one and up
i come in first, ain’t no running-up
shot at, ski mask
hit ’em with a mm, mm, mm, mm
i just be havin’ fun with these flows
still fly as f-ck without the designer clothes
part of my drip, gotta keep my pole
i can switch up the flow like how you want it?
they like to talk but i’m on it, aye
tried to be me, they clone it, aye
these n-ggas snitch to the pd, uh
believe me, i’m out of this world like et
she wanna lay up but i’m tryna dunk
smack
i ball like i’m steve nash
catch me an opp, i’ma leave him in the grass
i ride with it, got the stick on my dash
let a n-gga play, i blast
roll up an opp, get smoked this gas
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