Blowin Freestyle Lyrics

Hop out the car with a drac

Bullets go right through your face

I got the perc and I got the drink nah, I ain't taking a break

I'm on the block, working the mop doing this shit for the gang

I'm at the top, you not in my rank bitch, yeah

Hop out the car with the Glock on my side

That nigga don't move, then he finna die

Paramedics pick him up at five

I come in the trap, you know I'm disguised

Niggas bitching, I do murder for hire I'm walking him down

No Michael Myers

That nigga missing and they made him a flyer

Walk down, not finna try him

Run down, hit a nigga with iron I'm in the back, high, I'm tired

Get to the money, that's how I be wired

Ain't talking no bag, nigga, be quiet

You tryna turn up, not even bout it

He gave me the drop and I'm finna route it

He dropping the location, don't doubt it

He finna pull up on your street

I'm chopping him down like they was a tree

I got the pack that shit on me

Nigga wanna go play, we leave him deceased

I hop out the car when I got me a v

Shoot the whole bitch up, left him on E

I'm flipping the whip with the 223, skrrt

Hop out, now they on feet

And I got the drop, so I'm finna camp out

I'm tryna see where that lil nigga be

It's 1 A.M and I'm on the gas

So I'm finna pull up, hit they street

Niggas be talking like they wanna beef

But they don't never want smoke with me

Imma hop out the car, you know imma elite

Scope out the block, then push up on feet

And I ain't 24, but bitch rest up to kobe

I got racks, racks, racks tryna get it on my lonely

You got niggas riding dick and they don't even fucking know me

Hop out blowing like a real nigga don't miss, I'm gone control it

Don't got no Glock around, no nigga, why? no, you can't hold it

And if you try to take my shit away bitch, I'm gonna blow it