BLITZ lyrics

[Intro]
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Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah)

[Verse]
What the f*ck I look like goin bad, goin sad?, goin back? (Cmon)
My lil' n*ggas they ready to blitz, where you at?, drop the tat (Cmon)
b*tch I'm sipping on wock don't do tris, keep a Glock when I'm mad
And that b*tch wanna f*ck I'm the sh*t, cause I'm lit, with a bag
I know these n*ggas really ain't sh*t, why you sick?, why you mad?
These n*ggas cheap but we not tho
In a Bentley I'm dogging the pot hole
With a white hoe she taking a her top off
n*gga talkin we knock off his taco (Fheh)
I roll around with this cal in my hip
Free Y-, Free YSL b*tch I'm slimey like slit-
He drop the Lo send that boy to the [?] won't play with you n*gga, ion play with these hoes
Im counting money from monday to sunday I'm rich as a b*tch I could f*ck on ya hoe
Lotta of these n*ggas gon' talk on the net see you in person that Lil n*gga pus*y he froze
b*tch I walk round like a mothaf*ckin code
b*tch I walk round with a Rick Owen coat

[Interlude]
Uh, b*tch you goin crazy
Lil b*tch wanna have my baby
Im like b*tch is you Lil crazy
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Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah), Yeah (yeah)
[Verse 2]
What the f*ck I look like goin bad, goin sad?, goin back? (Cmon)
My lil' n*ggas they ready to blitz, where you at?, drop the tat (Cmon)
b*tch I'm sipping on wock don't do tris, keep a Glock when I'm mad
And that b*tch wanna f*ck I'm the sh*t, cause I'm lit, with a bag
I know these n*ggas really ain't sh*t, why you sick?, why you mad?
These n*ggas cheap but we not tho
In a Bentley I'm dogging the pot hole
With a white hoe she taking a her top off
n*gga talkin we knock off his taco (Fheh)
I roll around with this cal in the hip
Free Y-, Free YSL b*tch I'm slimey like slit-
He drop the Lo send that boy to the [?] won't play with you n*gga, ion play with these hoes
Im counting money from monday to sunday I'm rich as a b*tch I could f*ck on ya hoe
Lotta of these n*ggas gon' talk on the net see you in person that Lil n*gga pus*y he froze
b*tch I walk round like a mothaf*ckin code
b*tch I walk round with a Rick Owen coat