Blowing Mines (Radio Edit) ft. Drum Fu & Lefty Van Lowe Lyrics

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El Kapitalé

I know ya love me for the smooth rap style

Blow up my jack 'cause you ain't seen me in a while

I been doing my thing

But now I'm back like a boomerang

That's Ode

You can tell you niggas never been nowhere

You don't know how to act

El Kapitalé

I know ya love me for the smooth rap style

Blow up my jack 'cause you ain't seen me in a while

I been doing my thing

But now I'm back like a boomerang

And I'm carrying bags

Popping tags

Retail therapy

Here in the flash of my life

Can see barely

Staring a blank stare

Niggas appear so weird to me

That it isn't fair that I should have to share the air I breathe

Don't have no baby by me, baby

Be a single parent

I'm too wavy to be there in my Burberry

bearing ya butt

Swear I'ma cut

I'm clearly oversharing

But on beats, I open up like Sharon Stone

I'm there and I'm gone

There's a party in my home

Meet me here with nothing but your earrings on

Stays in some nookie

You's a rookie

You should stop it

You nor your daddy get pussy

You's adopted

But you asking where the hoes at

(Bitch, relax 'cause you're blowing mines)

My brother in christ

You, in fact, are the hoes

(Nigga, relax, you're blowing mines)

I brought my brother Lefty Van Lowe out tonight

Whoa, calm down

(Bitch, relax 'cause you're blowing mines)

Mr. Van Lowe (what's up Ode?)

Can the people get a word?

Can we get a word?

(I got you)

(Nigga, relax)

Not the one to settle with 

Rings and things you sing about

No, I don't want no settlements

Only love dead presidents

You just love my presence 

I be on the go so much 

Can't tell you where my residence 

I've been lowkey every since

Niggas started treating rappers like it's target practice

What is practice?

I've been at this like simple mathematics 

You don't equal up 

Not even a little, what?

Humanity need a jump

Good thing I got cables tucked 

Press your luck

I cannot express enough 

All ya'll niggas extra 

I've been getting paper cuts

Thumbing through these checks, my love

Buy you what? Bitch you nuts

Baby here's a nut

I might even fill a cup

Yea, girl, drink it up

I know you thirsty 

Knew that in the first place

I was in my worst place

I just had to find a pace

Steady moving to my own drum

That's word to Ode and Drum Fu

Get out of my zone

Bitch, just leave me alone 

I'ma need y'all to show some decorum

We brought Lefty out

(Gotta chill)

(Bitch, relax 'cause you're blowing mines)

DMing me, begging for engagement

Couldn't be me

(Nigga, relax, you're blowing mines)

Ay do me a favor

Could you run this up?

Like, share, comment

(Bitch, relax 'cause you're blowing mines)

El Kapitalé

International Ode

(Nigga, relax)

And a nigga just became a U.S. Citizen

You know

If you knew, you knew

If you didn't know, it was none of your business

Anywho

You know what I'm saying

We back outside