I'ma hit the road with this shit, Baby bad come nd roll with the click
Pretty face, fat ass, and some hips Nigga Tripp, he get hit with this stick
Goin' up on these niggas, got them sick She wanna f*ck with the team cause we lit
500 for the drank,oh that's it OT got your bitch suckin' dick
Nigga, I ain't even have to buy her shit four on whip, five% on the tent
Don't do no fair ones we got blicks She said she a freak, hit the splits
Hot niggas steppin' off the porch, all I wanted was more
Bring the cholo, mama, so we can up this score
Eatin' spread,til I'm dead, I ain't changin' up
Bop boo for the chinky, this ain't no bluff
Left your man shook, he a rookie, bruh
Anytime I got convicted, I ain't tell nothin
Say,I switched up, cause I got blue bucks
Went from ridin' buses to all black trucks
Asian bitch by my side, got her chinks up
Fell in love with the wicked, not no green, bruh
Chachilla level four, I ain't roll it up
Got your bitch on my dick and she ain't choosin' up
These is not 9556, these 308s
It'll collapse a nigga lungs for tryna save the day
I'm in the trap makin' bands, I done made a way
Put his face on the shirt, then hit a J pay
If it ain't about no money and no conversations
I'm in the trap, nine-to-five like I work the day shift
Talkin' too much is the reason that he got hit
Niggas ain't really what they say, they need to stop it
Official Batman said he gotta pint we finna crack it now
I don't eat in the house no more, bitch, I'm eatin' out
Hit him with that K-Roll, said he calmed him down
Feelin' like he the man, he a f*ckin' clown
Chasing woc, poe mud
Don't know why you got your hand out, cause you can't hold none
Two a.m, I'm outside pokin' windows tryna do hunt
If rap don't work, then I'ma grab some ps and probably road run
In the club with all my niggas, y'all don't even throw ones
TBM, bitch, I'm a nigga, I don't even know Bums
Niggas musty and they angry, they don't even tote guns
And my neck like a blizzard, bitch, my peace froze up
Go back
Kiddblue - Blizzard (feat. NeverFold, GBandman & OfficialBandman) Lyrics
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I'ma hit the road with this shit, Baby bad come nd roll with the click
Pretty face, fat ass, and some hips Nigga Tripp, he get hit with this stick
Goin' up on these niggas, got them sick She wanna f*ck with the team cause we lit
500 for the drank,oh that's it OT got your bitch suckin' dick
Nigga, I ain't even have to buy her shit four on whip, five% on the tent
Don't do no fair ones we got blicks She said she a freak, hit the splits
Hot niggas steppin' off the porch, all I wanted was more
Bring the cholo, mama, so we can up this score
Eatin' spread,til I'm dead, I ain't changin' up
Bop boo for the chinky, this ain't no bluff
Left your man shook, he a rookie, bruh
Anytime I got convicted, I ain't tell nothin
Say,I switched up, cause I got blue bucks
Went from ridin' buses to all black trucks
Asian bitch by my side, got her chinks up
Fell in love with the wicked, not no green, bruh
Chachilla level four, I ain't roll it up
Got your bitch on my dick and she ain't choosin' up
These is not 9556, these 308s
It'll collapse a nigga lungs for tryna save the day
I'm in the trap makin' bands, I done made a way
Put his face on the shirt, then hit a J pay
If it ain't about no money and no conversations
I'm in the trap, nine-to-five like I work the day shift
Talkin' too much is the reason that he got hit
Niggas ain't really what they say, they need to stop it
Official Batman said he gotta pint we finna crack it now
I don't eat in the house no more, bitch, I'm eatin' out
Hit him with that K-Roll, said he calmed him down
Feelin' like he the man, he a f*ckin' clown
Chasing woc, poe mud
Don't know why you got your hand out, cause you can't hold none
Two a.m, I'm outside pokin' windows tryna do hunt
If rap don't work, then I'ma grab some ps and probably road run
In the club with all my niggas, y'all don't even throw ones
TBM, bitch, I'm a nigga, I don't even know Bums
Niggas musty and they angry, they don't even tote guns
And my neck like a blizzard, bitch, my peace froze up
Go back
Pretty face, fat ass, and some hips Nigga Tripp, he get hit with this stick
Goin' up on these niggas, got them sick She wanna f*ck with the team cause we lit
500 for the drank,oh that's it OT got your bitch suckin' dick
Nigga, I ain't even have to buy her shit four on whip, five% on the tent
Don't do no fair ones we got blicks She said she a freak, hit the splits
Hot niggas steppin' off the porch, all I wanted was more
Bring the cholo, mama, so we can up this score
Eatin' spread,til I'm dead, I ain't changin' up
Bop boo for the chinky, this ain't no bluff
Left your man shook, he a rookie, bruh
Anytime I got convicted, I ain't tell nothin
Say,I switched up, cause I got blue bucks
Went from ridin' buses to all black trucks
Asian bitch by my side, got her chinks up
Fell in love with the wicked, not no green, bruh
Chachilla level four, I ain't roll it up
Got your bitch on my dick and she ain't choosin' up
These is not 9556, these 308s
It'll collapse a nigga lungs for tryna save the day
I'm in the trap makin' bands, I done made a way
Put his face on the shirt, then hit a J pay
If it ain't about no money and no conversations
I'm in the trap, nine-to-five like I work the day shift
Talkin' too much is the reason that he got hit
Niggas ain't really what they say, they need to stop it
Official Batman said he gotta pint we finna crack it now
I don't eat in the house no more, bitch, I'm eatin' out
Hit him with that K-Roll, said he calmed him down
Feelin' like he the man, he a f*ckin' clown
Chasing woc, poe mud
Don't know why you got your hand out, cause you can't hold none
Two a.m, I'm outside pokin' windows tryna do hunt
If rap don't work, then I'ma grab some ps and probably road run
In the club with all my niggas, y'all don't even throw ones
TBM, bitch, I'm a nigga, I don't even know Bums
Niggas musty and they angry, they don't even tote guns
And my neck like a blizzard, bitch, my peace froze up
Go back
Writer: Corday Kelly
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid