Blad33 Lyrics

My shooters they off da crack

Bullets they gay they breaking his back

W-W-we took his chain he ain't get it back

I roll me a blunt I roll me a fat bla-

I-I-I'm switching lanes in a maybach

I'm never stopping till my body quit

Cheat on that hoe I treat her like shit

I don't want love I'm tired of it

I'm speeding there's no stopping

Fuckit might just crash the whip

Like fuckit mix the wok with tris

True religion that's my fit

O-O-Off the wok I'm a activist

Your girl she a blunt we passing it

I'm with layden That's my dude

U-U-Up my stick I up my tool

She like xan why you so rude I fuck that bitch she in the mood

Got airforce1s up on my shoes man I swear I'm way to cool

Ohkay take out the glock it give him a stitch

Ye just like carti I'm finna die lit

J-J-just like saintlyric I feel like the shit

Hop out the whip he get hit with the blick

You get no play boy you a simp

I'm sipping wok I'm kinda getting sick

Ye I'm sipping wok hope my livers don't quit

I'm getting money I'm stacking these bricks

Imma just say this one more time I'm rocking chrome hearts with the ricks