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BLOW!
Towa, Y$57, blxdesmith
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I don't need to go, I like to blow
What the hell I do to go?
'Cause I pop a fourty, ho, I'm 'bout to blow
This is over, I like to blow
What the hell I do to go?
'Cause I pop a fourty, ho, I'm 'bout to-
Well, I can shut the fucking back down with the eighties that can clap
I just run up through the map to find a pussy bitch and lap
I'll bring you gadgets just to chat (Oh no)
Vick, I'm in and out (Oh bro)
Sleep insomnia (So slow)
I'm getting my kick back (Oh)
Make a rack off all these hoes I do, hope your career is toast
Cool, the vindication's close, I'm eating and I'm shitting gold
I don't need to go, I like to blow
What's it, yeah, I aim to go
Once I pop, I'm gonna explode
Money, yeah, I'm 'bout to blow
Say, okay, all of these hoes is against me
Don't wish I ain't came in your scene
'Cause none of you bitches be using the dick that you got
And I'm waiting to get in the race
Gonna control all the wrongs that I say
Looking in, how the fuck did I get in my way?
Yeah, I get paid 'cause I work hard
I don't psyche and I eat my fucking cake
That's that, I'm with Spaz, I'm on this tower fucking beats
Set the place up super quick, I know I am a filthy freak
That's a wild damn camera, yeah, I know you wearing me
Yeah, I'm passing death to bring your lace with mobbing on the street
Ayy, you hate me now, but you loved me then, must be by mistake
There's no maybe when I'm evil, make a wavelength, not too crazy
That's the problem, it's okay, I was crazy for a day
You do anything to make it, even if it means to get
You a pretty thing, you know I'm on everything
I can make you levitate, you won't hit the ground
If you got the guts to run it, I'ma let me take it down
Bitch, I'm here to stay, so father, time to take my fucking crown
Me and Wise, fifty-seven in the club, what the fuck is up?
But they weren't too happy 'bout that verse, man, you fucking tough
I don't gotta break your forehead, move the baby, touch the stuff
Bitch, if all this brain fog in my head don't make me fuck it up
I think the day is gone
'Cause I got way too fucking faded to my favorite song
And now I don't know where I'm at
(I think the day is gone
'Cause I got way too fucking faded
To my favorite song
And now I don't know where I'm at)
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I don't need to go, I like to blow
What the hell I do to go?
'Cause I pop a fourty, ho, I'm 'bout to blow
This is over, I like to blow
What the hell I do to go?
'Cause I pop a fourty, ho, I'm 'bout to blow
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