Blama on Ya
I dare a pussy nigga put his hands on me
Damn near got a thousand grams on me
If you run up on me I'mma
Put that blama on ya
Gucci got that strap on ya
And yea blama ya homie
Running from the bounty homie
Your honor I think ya outta order
I know what you did last
Summer fuck your baby mother
Gucci Mane's 80s baby and he
Took 180 from you
Mixed Haitian at the station smoking
Like some damn Jamaican
Only thang that I regret is
Ion got my pistol license
Swisher slice without a license ion
Give a fuck about it
You a snitch to tell me now
I'm gone get the fuck around
System now you probably hit
Me another counter
Why they call mountain park I
Don't see no fucking mountain
Truck dusted and disgusted walk
Around aggressive mouth
I met the plug and ran it up don't
Know if I have the hundred thousand
I may ain't sold a million records
But I got a million dollars
I dare a pussy nigga put his hands on me
Damn near got a thousand grams on me
If you run up on me I'mma
Put that blama on ya
Gucci got that strap on ya
And yea blama ya homie
I got a thousand grams on my motherfuckin arm
Made a half ticket of off twenty dollar fund
Sitting in the middle of
My neighborhood chilling
With two white bitches blowing
Weed out the ceiling
Made a fifty thousand profit's
Bought half on guns
Turn my neighborhood to Cali can't
Stay where I'm from
My niggas gang banging robbing all that
Even my nephew got his teacher calling
Say he don't wear shit to
School but all black i dare a pussy nigga to
Speak my motherfucking name then
Send my boys through there with them
Choppas it make it rain
All these diamonds on me I'm just coolin'
All these sick haters gone make me
Call your bitch up and go make a movie
I dare a pussy nigga put his hands on me
Damn near got a thousand grams on me
If you run up on me I'mma
Put that blama on ya
Gucci got that strap on ya
And yea blama ya homie
You know me I got that
Strap and I'll blama some
You know me I get it gone I get my hands on
No hands on all these suckers
They won't live long
Ain't nowhere to moan everythang I own
I up a couple hundreds strong
Plus I just got on
I just fucked a nigga bitch I fucked
It up and turn her on
I just hopped out of new whip when
I talk to her it turn on
I couldn't wait for no nigga I had
Get it on my own damn yeah
I just bought a new house
And put them bricks in
I walked in smelling like
Who fucking rich mane
In the kitchen whipping fucking
On my wrist again
And I'm motherfucking blam put
Your hands on it
I dare a pussy nigga put his hands on me
Damn near got a thousand grams on me
If you run up on me I'mma
Put that blama on ya
Gucci got that strap on ya
And yea blama ya homie