BLITZ

Yeah, I got my chains on fuckin' yo' bitch

I got some ice on my hands, my ears, my wrist

My shooters don't know how to miss

Niggas talk down on the gang, then I'm banging ya', bitch

I'm 'bout to blitz, no, I'm not sick

I got some codeine all in my piss

She givin' me head, yeah

And we made a mess 'cause shawty just kept on spittin'

I told her once, yeah, that I'm ready to go

But she wasn't even tryna listen

Walk in the spot, I go straight through the back door

Better watch yo' bitches

Walk in the spot, yeah, go straight in the back door

Better watch yo' backs

I can't forget when I was down bad

Takin' off from the plug for a bag

I can't forget when I was down bad

It was so much shit I ain't have

Now I got all this money

I didn't even need school, I can count it fast

Talkin' 'bout a hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid

Bitch, do the math

Talk 'bout a hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid, on hunnid

Bitch, do the math

Talk 'bout some money, some money, some money, some money, some money

I'm talkin' 'bout that cash

Talk 'bout some bitches, some bitches, some bitches, some bitches, some bitches

And they all bad

I'm gettin' richer, and richer, and richer, and richer, and richer

Bitch, oh yeah

They hatin' on me 'cause I'm the young nigga that went and got to the bag

Yeah, they wanna be me, huh

They hate that they not, that shit so sad

Yeah, they hatin' they hoes

Tryna just fuck on me and my gang, oh yeah

Yeah, and they hatin' they bitches

Tryna come kick it with me and the gang, oh yeah

She spent one day with me

I turn her up and now she famous, yeah

Shawty go put some brand-new ice, my chain is swangin', bitch, oh yeah

I'm in a Hellcat whip, I'm huggin' the curb

I'm swangin' this bitch, oh yeah

Out with the gang, yeah, they so insane

They spinnin' like carousel

Bitch, I'm on fire like Kerosene

My boy bang the fire, yeah, he bleed

I was real fire, yeah, I was really excited for a blue check on IG

I keep some blue strips all on me

I spent twelve-hundred on some sneaks

I'm spreadin' the swag, like a disease

He smokin' swag, that boy cheap

Yeah, I got my chains on fuckin' yo' bitch

I got some ice on my hands, my ears, my wrist

My shooters don't know how to miss

Niggas talk down on the gang, then I'm banging ya', bitch

I'm 'bout to blitz, no, I'm not sick

I got some codeine all in my piss

She givin' me head, yeah

And we made a mess 'cause shawty just kept on spittin'

I told her once, yeah, that I'm ready to go

But she wasn't even tryna listen

Walk in the spot, I go straight through the back door

Better watch yo' bitches

Walk in the spot, yeah, go straight in the back door

Better watch yo' backs