Lil Tjay, Fivio Foreign - Bla Bla lyrics

Tione Daylan Merritt

Fivio Foreign [Maxie Lee Ryles III] Brooklyn, New York. U.S.

[Lil Tjay, Fivio Foreign - Bla Bla lyrics]

(Blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah) Brr, boom
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

All I hear is (Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

When I got shot, nigga, what did you do?
Instead of point fingers, like "You, you
Or you"
Niggas be talkin' like they with the shit's
Told me you got a grip, nigga
Why you ain't threw? I was confusin' myself
Tryna think niggas tough
But deep down, I already knew
Shoot by my dolie, portfolio cool
When I catch you, I'm puttin' a hole in your
(Boom, boom, boom)


We gon' keep spinnin', no takin' a break
I'ma keep winnin' and makin' this cake
(Ooh, oh) god left me here for a reason
No takin' His faith
I feel guilty for takin' his
Chance that I'm goin', it ain't no debate
Next time, I promise I'm makin' an eighth
Five hundred K if you catch him right now
Truly, don't really care if I'm makin' a case
(Hol' on) we ain't never take buddies
You got mе confused with someone I'm not
(Grr, boom) now you rеalized shit litty
Stop the callin' my phone, talkin' hot
I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody murderin'
And I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody shot
They don't know nothin' 'bout gangsters we be
But they stay tryna tell me it's over for Pop

All I hear is (Blah, blah, blah, blah)
They say you talked, you ain't really do it
Right? (Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah
Grr, yeah, look, uh) Baow

Bro got the addy, I got a idea
Tell me it's up and it's stuck in the air
The way they gon' do him, it's not even fair
And the shit that we do
We do not wanna share (Baow)
I do not care, it's not for the 'Gram
Only way I won't throw if
It's not in my hands
And that nigga my heart and
He want his revenge
We don't care if he's shot, we shot him again
(Grr, baow) i wanna stop but it's in my soul
He act like a problem, then he gotta go
We won't even catch a nigga at his, huh (Shh)
We gon' wait 'til he goin' home (Lil' baow)
Nigga, I say what I want 'cause I'm grown
As long as I watch what I say on that phone
And my time is on demon, I stay in that zone
And the niggas I send is never gonna fold
(Grr, baow)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah, huh, yeah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, baow)
All I hear is (Blah, blah, blah, blah)
You know the type of time you on already
Nigga (Blah, blah, blah, blah) Just duck
(Blah, blah, blah, blah) When
You see a nigga, just duck
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
Yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout it, they say he
Talked about it and he ain't do it, baow

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