Blitz lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, grrt, bah, bah, bah, come here (Grrt)
Yeah, n*gga, you know how the f*ck we comin', n*gga, we chase sh*t
Come here, grrt, grrt, grrt, come here (2UNEINTHESPOT)

[Chorus]
The opps outside, can't wait around, let's kit a car, it's time to blitz (Come here)
My b*tch mad 'cause I ain't textin' back, fried, AP on wrist (AP on wrist)
Deep in my bag, I wish a n*gga try, grab mask, tap with my switch (Grrt)
He dumb as hell, he fell in love, she doored his ass, died with his di*k (Died with his di*k)
We did a hit, a n*gga died, scratch to the block and burn the whip (Skrrt, skrrt)
Got switches and Dracs, last n*gga that tried to play, DOA, his sh*t got flipped (Come hеre)
One of a kind, the b*tchеs say I'm fine, my closet full of drip (Closet full of drip)
We chased him down, f*cked up his face and now he dead, should've never slipped (Come here, come here)

[Verse]
Demons and they bloodthirsty (Bloodthirsty)
CTA, can't go like 30 (Go like 30)
OG get a text right to her phone, they catch me, they gon' hurt me (They ass some goofies)
Booted up, just popped a Perky (Popped a Perky)
Don't want beef, Blake ass a turkey (His ass a turkey)
Bounced out on the opps from down the block, that day, I felt like Curry (Come here, come here)
I love ridin' fast, just out in traffic, they think we in a hurry (Skrrt)
Call that Mickey D's and got knocked off, he died tryna get a McFlurry (Grrt)
All on point, clutch Glock, who that? (Who that?)
She tryna be my b*tch, get back (Get back)
Used to be my dog back as a jit, but he turned to a rat (He turned to a rat)
Ass so big, the coochie fat (Fat)
They box in and we gon' scratch (We gon' scratch)
I had bad hoes on my di*k at fifteen, lil' boy, I was bad (Yeah, I was bad)
Free The Water, me and Baby Splat got wet, we want us to get us a track (Yeah, free The Drench)
Hate n*ggas talkin' to me like they got money, broke n*gga, you still in the 'Raq (Still in the 'Raq)
[Chorus]
The opps outside, can't wait around, let's kit a car, it's time to blitz (It's time to blitz)
My b*tch mad 'cause I ain't textin' back, fried, AP on wrist (AP on wrist)
Deep in my bag, I wish a n*gga try, grab mask, tap with my switch (Grrt)
He dumb as hell, he fell in love, she doored his ass, died with his di*k (Died with his di*k)
We did a hit, a n*gga died, scratch to the block and burn the whip (We burn the whip)
Got switches and Dracs, last n*gga that tried to play, DOA, his sh*t got flipped (Come here, come here)
One of a kind, the b*tches say I'm fine, my closet full of drip (Closet full of drip)
We chased him down, f*cked up his face and now he dead, should've never slipped (Grrah)