Blowers

Outta town just landed three dollars a p pacific ocean wit some snow like I'm pushin keys

Out in vegas playin craps won a couple g's you a broke bum bitch is watt you tellin me

Neva been no lackees its on me not loafin smokin big za za yo bitch rolled it for me

Always ot gettin to the money g seventeen gen five for snakes and you phonies

Dodgin all these fakes and you weirdos she lemme fuck got to leave out the back door

Her nigga pulled up at around four thick lil bitch out the projects hella pretty

And she wit all the dumb shit Hermès mesh wit balmain can't believe you told that nigga

That You don't bang I can't respect that shit bruh you a lame

Fuck fame get change yea I'm bout that she a dirty ass bitch I call her alley cat

Talkin hella shit four holes in you like the audi badge head high never low where yo morals at

Cute face slim waste but her ass flat still hit picked her up made her walk back