Blitz Lyrics

Set up the blitz they know Zo bound to get em he come out the crib wit no gun ima rush em

Feel like bill Cosby i hop out n get em i I put shit to sleep nigga play ima touch em

I got this hoe in my pants ain't no bumpin wit me nigga slow if he think ima tussle

Keep allat dickridin shit from up outta my life know they hate ima sprout like a brussel

Caught that boy lackin he wasn't onnat timin he told me to chill n got turnt to a veggie

Opp block,

Pop out da car he ain't ready

New chopstick chase em down like im freddy

Fuck nigga woofin he stay onna gram but I catch em real life he act like he ain't met me

Go eye fa eye you catch one to da face ni' you blowed then a bitch walkin round look like Fetty

Make that boy come out his shit leave em soul then a bitch but he swore onna gram he won't let me

Sit onna block wit that hoe n my pants for so long I been clutchin my finger gettin sweaty

Pop out his bush wit that box in my hand like I threw a surprise blow his brain like confetti

Know li Zo slimey he run off wit shit if I smell that you sweet ima buck if you let me

Catch that boy muggin I fuck round get nervous up Glock wit a dick and I hand out a faceshot

Cold hearted stepper get left with his face hot

Switch eat his face let it off watch his face rot

Nigga claim gang don't be out and gettin active boy go check our stats I can vouch it we stay out

Binary trigger on side of that chop when I shoot this bitch blow out a flame and it stay hot

Set up the blitz they know Zo bound to get em he come out the crib wit no gun ima rush em

Feel like bill Cosby i hop out n get em i I put shit to sleep nigga play ima touch em

I got this hoe in my pants ain't no bumpin wit me nigga slow if he think ima tussle

Keep allat dickridin shit from up outta my life kno they hate ima sprout like a brussel

Caught that boy lackin he wasn't onnat timin he told me to chill and got turnt to a veggie

Opp block,

pop out da car he ain't ready

new chopstick chase em down like im freddy

- [ ] Fuck nigga woofin he stay onna gram but I catch em real life he act like he ain't met me

Go eye fa eye you catch one to the face ni' you blowed then a bitch walkin round look like Fetty

Know I been thinking bout Robbin (robin) ain't Batman I hop out all black wit that bitch make em yell

Take his ahh down for that work go n flip it for double i up fa he pull outta scale

Stay out da way I ain't staying out shit ima die gettin rich fa I rot inna cell

Niggas play hard onna net catch a charge wit the bro get in room wit the feds and they tell

Fuck nigga hidin inside we can't catch em right ni' check his picture his friend gon get cropped

out

Send us the lo u wont slide we gon pop out

Shoot out the roof if I miss ima hop out

Switch onna back a this bit fuck round switch up ya mindset u thinkin bout reachin get chalked out

Don't need no gun to go step on no shit I been throwin deez hoes put it down u get knocked out