Blow! (feat. Seis)
Got the pack from Costa Rica I just let it blow
Like to party every weekend I just get it going
Shawty ask me what I’m sippin it ain’t nothing soft
But that bitch been acting different think she gotta go
I just rolled up in this bitch and I do what I want
Homie pulled up with the remi in his left patron
Told me keep the bottle steady I don’t wanna choke
And my body feeling heavy I might slip and fall
Good that I’m patient and forward
I just want push me a foreign
I just want get to the forums
Act like I’m someone important
Double my bands for the morning
Smoking a drizzy I’m “sober”
Only in it for the culture
Diamonds dancing for the rovers
Upper and downers shit that’s all I need
If you want smoke then you can’t run with me
Got too much problems all up on my plate
Eating designer we don’t do the steak
Take it to go bring me back to your place
We get it poppin ain’t talking champagne
Whiskey on rocks she a broad sip it straight
Do what I want she do just as I say
You hoes always stay acting petty
Can’t save no lil hoe you bitches ain’t worth pennies
Whole gang coming through man you niggas ain't ready
My back starting to hurt cause my pockets too heavy
223 with a scope got me feeling like melly
These niggas hate but they full of the envy
You walk with a limp but you pussy you scary
Yo girl gave me throat and you kiss her you messy
Till I collapse I will not bend or break
Sacrificing a lot till I have a full plate
Focusing on myself working for my own sake
From what’s been displayed I got too much at stake
I be going all in I got rid of my brake
Chasing dead presidents with my slimes and my snakes
I been dozing off seals dreaming bout getting cake
If you fuck with the gang boy you made a mistake
Fuck working for minimal wage
Back Bending backwards just for a raise
So I’m sticking to the books flip the page
Stressin like a single mom with no pay
I can’t afford anymore mistakes
I don’t need my success to be delayed
Gotta depict the truth from the fake
Gotta stay awake don’t get played
Been Tryna get out of this phase
Been Tryna get out my way
Been Tryna get to my pay
Interfere you gon feel this pain
Pistol packin bitch you’ll get laid
Costa Rica pack in my veins
That’s the reason I rap this way
Bitch we do this shit EDA
Got the pack from Costa Rica I just let it blow
Like to party every weekend I just get it going
Shawty ask me what I’m sippin it ain’t nothing soft
But that bitch been acting different think she gotta go
I just rolled up in this bitch and I do what I want
Homie pulled up with the remi in his left patron
Told me keep the bottle steady I don’t wanna choke
And my body feeling heavy I might slip and fall