Blower Lyrics

Aye from the south and I'm spicy

He be talking to much

He be talking too much that mf

He be talking too much

Shut his ass fuckin up

Man Ima fuck it up

Hold on

He be talking to much

Way he walking with that swagger

On his shoulder lil boy walking too much

Bro got a dagger he be stalking too much

In the side streets lurkin he be choppin it up

From the South and I'm Spicy

Take ya flow and I won't ask nicely

Pull up with ya wifey

99' Miata and it's looking kinda icy

Know your boy sweet like a Hi-C

Got that hammer, I'm Bob The Builder

Talking bout the beat by the way

I am not a killer

24K on the neck this is not silver

Said she got the crew but they not wit her

Feelin like I'm mike

Way this night is a thriller

Hoppin on this beat bitch

I'm cooking, its a simmer

Taking bites outta

This beat It's a dinner

I'm chopping up flower

Choppin trees yell timber

Chop it up

Then I roll it up

Purple shit on the broccoli

I be pouin up

I am not affiliated

I am not throwin up

Only sets I'm on

Is the ones that I'm showing up

Chilla in the stu

And he say its Fs tho

Keep em at the door

Til gang say that's bro bro

Pull up to the function

And we dippin cuz there's no hoes

Too many dudes in the stu

Fuck my whole flow up

In that big Tonka truck Ima show off

'Dro got that drank

He gon have a fuckin pou off

Keep talking crazy we gon knock him

Like some pins get to strikin

Get his fro off

Hold on

Snipe that boy with my spectacle

He was chillin at the block

Lookin kinda skeptical

Rollin up the 'occali

That shit my favorite vegetable

Off the shits Gha$t got me feelin incredible

Jumpin out his home a detective

Preachin on this beat

Man I'm feeling like a revered

Hoping that my flow gon never end

When I'm on tour

Ima make a stop in netherlands

Or probably Switzerland

I gotta hit up the plug I'm off the shits again

Walking up the court I'd pass

But my teammates hit the rim again

Feelin' like a beyblade

Run it back and spin again

Run it back and give a go

I don't even tote a pole

Keep my income legal

Keep my brothers out the fuckin hole

Fuck it if she want me then we do a show

If that shorty passed around the city

Then she gotta go

Tight knit circle homie

Shit is indestructible

Peanut butter Jelly on the strain

Like an uncrustable

Steady got a crew on me

I'm untouchable

Fuck it Ima get a scat pack

And write it off as a deductible

Bitch

Got that hammer, I'm Bob The Builder

Talking bout the beat by the way

I am not a killer

24K on the neck this is not silver

Said she got the crew but they not wit her

Feelin like I'm mike

Way this night is a thriller

Hoppin on this beat bitch

I'm cooking, its a simmer

Taking bites outta

This beat It's a dinner

I'm chopping up flower

Choppin trees yell timber

Got that hammer, I'm Bob The Builder

Talking bout the beat by the way

I am not a killer

24K on the neck this is not silver

Said she got the crew but they not wit her

Feelin like I'm mike

Way this night is a thriller

Hoppin on this beat bitch

I'm cooking, its a simmer

Taking bites outta

This beat It's a dinner

I'm chopping up flower

Choppin trees yell timber