BlindFold ft. Grande Zee Lyrics

S.V.G

Shut up and rap, hoe

Let's go

Didn't wanna see me make it better wear a blindfold

Out in Vegas, smoking good in a different time zone

I just want the head, baby, put your clothes on

Told the driver when he whip it, put your mask on

Never being friendly, cause I see the envy

I can feel the hate, homie, I don't want you near me

Cleaning off the windshield so I see it clearly

Even though I'm not there, I know that you still feel me

Everybody spinning, I just mind my business

Don't need no distractions when I'm grinding trying to get

I'm a certified real nigga from the trenches

They put me in the game, I was sitting on the bench

They taught me how to shoot it when you pull it, don't flinch

Posted in the cut, smoking with a bad bitch

Play the game how the game go

If you bout to do a drill, homie, change clothes

You didn't want to see me winning, keep your eyes closed

Niggas not seeing me, they wearing blindfolds

Stuck in the same place like the time froze

Me, I'm elevating with the time though, for sure

Didn't wanna see me make it better wear a blindfold

Out in Vegas smoking good in a different time zone

I just want the head, baby, put your clothes on

Tell the driver when he whip it, put your mask on

Didn't wanna see me make it better wear a blindfold

Out in Vegas smoking good in a different time zone

I just want a head, baby, put your clothes on

Tell the driver when he whip it, put your mask on

Got this bitch piped up like a Monday night raw

Told Shawty give me head till she get locked jaw

Stuff a slab wood like a holiday turkey

Gas got me keep feeling like Charlie Murphy

Got Patron in my cup, got me feeling active

Big nigga, they gone eat me like potato salad

Go Kanye, Told Jesus walk with me

Press play on that boosie, get up off of me

Me and T in this bitch like Steve Nash

Durk Nowitzki Alley Hoops, this shit off the glass

This shit going platinum, bitch, I feel like prime time

Pablo Escobar the way that I been dropping pounds

Niggas say he warming up, boy, you a TV dinner

Shawty want me, in her mix, sorry, I ain't no blender

Life is a gamble, boy, this shit like prize Pick

Might just smoke a whole seven call me Mike Vick