Blitz'n Lyrics

Maybe, maybe not

Yo

Fuck yourself

What's the word, bro

What up

Shit, man

What's up, bro

What's up, bro

I'm chillin', man

I know you and that bitch going crazy, man

I'm just calling to tell you to keep going crazy, man

You in that bitch coming up, man

Every time I look up, you dropping some shit, bro

Keep dropping some shit, bro

Keep going crazy, bro

Hey, man

Keep going crazy, bro

All right, man

My boy, Love

All right, man

Love

Love

Love

Love

Yeah

Go

Baby T

Huh

You can't cook, dope

Why the fuck you even in the kitchen

Glock came with a laser, just so I got great precision

Heard them boys ain't out there fuck it

We gon' keep on spinning

Kill the opp, then kill the witness

He couldn't mind his business

Always ditchin' school

You would've thought I was suspended

Bro, nem glassin' shit

I heard your homie's shit still pendin'

2012, I had on trues, cuz that was my religion

Call lil bro a red dog, cuz he only known for blitzn'

I done seen so much shit, damn, near keep my eyes closed

I can spot a pussy nigga with a blindfold

Do your ass like Minecraft, nigga

Get your mind blown

It's 50 shots up in this Glock, nigga

You can have those

All these sticks up in the car but bro, nem trailing me

And you can't hang with us if you ain't got no felonies

Keep hitting me from the back is what she keep on telling me

And you ain't from that block, so nigga, you can't sale with me

Uh, kick doors

Big T got his wrist froze

Big poles, and we known to wipe nose

Uh, thick hoes

Them bitches be so cold

Uh, big rolls

I swear my shit won't fold

Uh, trigger finger itchin'

Up, it get to blickin'

Told her all she had to do was listen

She couldn't pay attention

Told him when we see him that he finished

We don't blank on missions

Rest in piss to all our fuckin' ops, cuz ain't no competition

You can't cook, dope

Why the fuck you even in the kitchen

Glock came with a laser, just so I got great precision

Heard them boys ain't out there fuck it

We gon' keep on spinning

Killed the opp, then killed the witness

He couldn't mind his business

Always ditching school

You would've thought I was suspended

Bro nem glassin'

Shit, I heard your homie's shit still pending

2012, I had on Trues, cuz that was my religion

Call lil bro a red dog, cuz he only known for blitzn'

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