B1aze1One:
Big body drop hotties off to the party(party)
I wanna sip on Bacardi(yah)
She got a body like Cardi (cardi)
Can’t keep my hands to myself I’m sorry(buh)
Shorty she know imma king(supreme
Shorty she know imma king(supreme
Shorty My soul like OG’s(OG!
Losing my mind I fiend for the cream(buh, buh!)
TXL :
Shout out Lil peep, I ain't popping em beans (nope)
Pullin up making a scene (scene)
Shorty she know I'm a king(hold on) *picks up phone*
Shorty she know I'm a king
Pullin up making a scene
& I'm never poppin bars
Still going off to mars
Blue strips like its Neptune
B1aze1One:
Only need one punch like bruce lee(right)
But im finna hit em witta two piece(left)
And I got a coup filled with groupies(yuh)
Head to the mansion jacuzzi(hot!)
Then I started feeling she a cutie(cutie)
Shades on like I’m inna movie(movie)
Faded off the fire no uzi (the kill)
Bitch imma icon like swae lee(icon)
Don’t play with my money just pay me(ya digg)
I put on these hoes i ain’t saving(no)
*Txl going berserk it’s crazy
Stomp on ya grave if I hear that you hating *
(Yah yah)
I Move with few niggas who inna crew
Tree got me boosted, air Jordan 2
Pardon me shorty but you seeming cool
Smoking the roots, it smells up the room
Air Jordan 3s on my feet(fly shit)
Come fuck with me, you won’t believe
The sights you could see, Smoke up a Z, the stars in the sea (aye)
This shit so perfect we don’t wanna leave
Pack of the woodies I’m rolling up leaves
Vision so blurry I really can’t see
I got no worries I’m too elite (yuh!)
B1aze1One:
Big body drop hotties off to the party(party)
I wanna sip on Bacardi(yah)
She got a body like Cardi (cardi)
Can’t keep my hands to myself I’m sorry(buh)
Shorty she know imma king(supreme
Shorty she know imma king(supreme
Shorty My soul like OG’s(OG!
Losing my mind I fiend for the cream(buh, buh!)
TXL :
Shout out Lil peep, I ain't popping em beans (nope)
Pullin up making a scene (scene)
Shorty she know I'm a king(hold on) *picks up phone*
Shorty she know I'm a king
Pullin up making a scene
& I'm never poppin' bars
Still going off to mars
Blue strips like its Neptune
She sippin' on that Bacardi
She expects me to go say that im sorry (Nah!)
Imma jump up in the party, Imma go crazy like im Jeff Hardy(GRAHH!)
I'm actually sorry that I am not sorry
I might take off in a Rari
My queen is looking so bad I might take her to the mo'fuckin room
*whistles*
I ain't going back to the old me
I like to chill under the money trees
Take it all off then I won't be seen
Cause I be making the big moves
Air Mags on my feet you better move
Stand in my way and I'm about to prove, that i'm never about to lose(no!)
Listen to me imma show you the rules, i'm really about to assume
You be acting like a looney toon
She said shes lovin' my room (yeah!)
B1aze1One:
Niggas swore I wouldn’t make it
Probably cuz I didn’t slang or bake it(whip it)
My performance ranks (A) list
That’s why they hate me the blaze is banging(bang)
I’m from the bottom like pavement(ha!
Used to not drip less it’s raining(drip)
Now my diamonds Harlem shaking(shaking)
Now my diamonds Harlem shake(flooded
Finna make the earth quake(what, what
And at this rate nobody safe(nobody)
Ever since my birth day(here
I’m bringing pain, like May Day(get it
Melee for the pay(kill em)
Hard work fuck a va ca(work!
Bitch niggas hoes like the same thang (fake)
Behind ya back witta shank(cut em)
Flex on these niggas for practice ( practice)
Flexing man I need cav stretch(aye!
Lil shorty witt me the baddest(bad
She flexing to wit gymnastics (flexin
Dance in my mansion I’m inna zone
Fashion I’m matching illegal cologn(gas)
Nigga,, idk know who team you on
Matter fact you should just leave me alone
Yeah, nah these ain’t jordans these jacks
Fresh out the box with the tags, yeah!
Bitch! Nah I can’t cut em no slack
Used to i ain’t going back
Never(never)
I’m here to settle the records so effortless if I take measures(huh, for real??)
Aye I’m better than ever ever just ain’t on my level
