BLASPHEMY lyrics

Look, at my pants, that 100k put a broke boy in a trance
sh*t let's go fan for fan, my shooters pull up and go can for can, haha
Cocaine in her nose, she likin' the spot
Roofied him for the band, I think I done wiped out the bots
Blood all on my hands, you know I'm gon' clean up the watch
He gettin' fried up like a pan, they all on the news they watching
She think I'm so fancy, hop on the news, we sparking a blizzy
f*ck up the club for a dollar it's easy
I might get back on my feet and go beat it

Gave him a book for some money, ain't read it
Shooters gon' cook b*tch you better go eat it
See a bad b*tch but he ain't gon' get it
pus*y coolin' he ain't ever hitting

Bag out my b*tch when I hit it she eat it, she eat it, she eat it
She eatin' that di*k, I'm in the GLE I'm gonna f*ck up the club for that one time, b*tch I'm on that sh*t
She wanna shop Imma take the b*tch thrifting
She wanna hop on that di*k, that b*tch tripping
If we gon' f*ck everything is my business
I'm in the c*ckpit ecstasy spinning

Look, at my pants, that 100k put a broke boy in a trance
sh*t let's go fan for fan, my shooters pull up and go can for can, haha
Cocaine in her nose, she likin' the spot
Roofied him for the band, I think I done wiped out the bots
Blood all on my hands, you know I'm gon' clean up the watch
He gettin' fried up like a pan, they all on the news they watching
He gettin' fried up like a pan, they all on the news they watching