Bluffin ft. Lil Wodder Lyrics

All that talkin, yeah, all that bluffin, yeah

All that talkin, yeah, all that bluffin, yeah

the ones that hating, don't got nothing on

the ones that hating, don't got nothing on

She don't got nothing on

I turn nothing to something, yeah

Keep it on me in public, yeah

New tracks, they jumping, yeah

Goodie racks, they jumping, yeah

And my Drake, he dumping, yeah

Pussy buds tryna fucking hate, not on shit

I got racks on me, I'm a fucking boss if you like reek

If my brother told me he done took a loss, he on my blick

And my blood told me, water, you a boss, keep moving shit

I got so much money, if I took a loss, won't feel that shit

It's like I went too crazy with this shit

It's like I got too lazy with this shit

But I never got lazy with this shit

Mister turn nothing to something, get it gone

Say four was bluffing, so he had to send shots at the dome

The way we get them bowls gone, like Al Capone

I send a pack to get one back bowl boys on the roll

Yo, baby, mama wanna kiss me through the iPhone

She wanna kiss me through the phone like I'm Soulja Boy

We keep them loaded sticks, mama raised a Soulja Boy

We keep them sticks in a whip, fully loaded boy

Bitch say she got a po' boy like a sandwich, I'm a presser boy

Playing game on your hoe like I had a controller boy

We up and pulling, take your change and like we debuff

That boy did all that talk, now they can't find him like he nemo