
Blame Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
I gave you everything
I would've gave you a wedding ring
You sayin' I changed but I stayed the same
I think it's 'bout time that we separate
Yeah, yeah
I been gettin' money, I don't care bout no hoe
Vertical lift when I open my door
I thought you was special, the one that I chose
I get Bands, bands, bands, spend it all on my clothes
It's over with, all that shit been old to me
I ain't never think you would fold on me
Playing games, you holding me, controllin' me
I been gone so long, I think that everything changed (It changed)
All that shit went south, but baby, I'm not to blame
I put Rick up on my feet, no baby, this not McQueen
I call Jay ovеr my phone, I told him, "Pour up some lean"
I'm tryna roll up somе weed, oh, baby, I rock Celine
& When you scroll down your feed, oh, baby, I'm who you see, I'm ready
I don't really rock no Fendi (Uh)
Yeah, that Vivienne comin' in handy (In handy)
I'm a real rockstar like Randy
Three day's grace, I need like twenty (Bitch)
I been dyin' to know what you been feelin' for me
Oh, I got bros on the road that'll go and kill 'em for me
No, I don't worry 'bout no hoe's, I put that vehement on my tee (My tee)
I only shop when they closed, they open the store up for me
Yeah, pop my shit like I'm undefeated
Send Sani and Pressure, i don't go to meetings
I don't go outside, you don't get to see me
Bitch you had your chance but you had to leave me
Now there I go again leaving you
मैं तुम्हारे बिना नहीं रह सकता
मैं तुम्हारे बिना नहीं रह सकता
मैं तुम्हारे बिना नहीं रह सकता
I been gone so long, I think that everything changed (It changed)
All that shit went south, but baby, I'm not to blame
I put Rick up on my feet, no baby, this not McQueen
I call Jay ovеr my phone, I told him, "Pour up some lean"
I'm tryna roll up somе weed, oh, baby, I rock Celine
& When you scroll down your feed, oh, baby, I'm who you see, I'm ready
I don't really rock no Fendi
Yeah, that Vivienne comin' in handy
I'm a real rockstar like Randy
Three day's grace, I need like twenty