Prezi, Slime - Blast Away songtext (lyrics)
[Prezi, Slime - Blast Away songtext lyrics]
Bitch we on top of gorilla
Heart of a lion, my mind is a killer
I keep on poppin' these jiggas
Mind on a hundred, I'm chasin' a million
Yeah, I shoot the sauce at these bitches
They lovin' the way that I
Slime and be drippin'
I came from rags to riches, yeah
But I still hang in the trenches
Still got the baddest bitches
They do whatever I say
Niggas try to ambush 'em, fuck it, lil' bro
He gon' up with the K
Fucked around and crashed the Chevy
So I'm ridin' in the Jag today
I had to run and chase
A bag, keep my distance, i blast away
Keep my distance, I blast away
These niggas fake, these niggas frauds
I ain't got time to waste
They kill hit's, can't trust none'
I ain't got time for snakes
This shit real, I ain't 'bout games
I ain't got time to play
Slap you for runnin' your mouth
My niggas is with it
Don't speak on no business that
You don't know nothin' about (Don't do it)
I been on a mission, that
Bag, just go get it
That'll make my people so proud
Back then, I ain't have nothin', bad bitches
I ain't have none (Nope)
Niggas hate, I got my own bag
And I can leave the States to go and have fun
Punch told me, "Apply pressure
Guarantee these niggas fold" (They crumblin')
Sell your soul for a couple dollars
Just 'cause it glitter, don't mean it's gold
(No) i'm just tryna do better
That shit is plain to see
Just tryna get us out the hood
So we don't have to beef
Bitch we on top of gorilla
Heart of a lion, my mind is a killer
I keep on poppin' these jiggas
Mind on a hundred, I'm chasin' a million
Yeah, I shoot the sauce at these bitches
They lovin' the way that I
Slime and be drippin'
I came from rags to riches, yeah
But I still hang in the trenches
Still got the baddest bitches
They do whatever I say
Niggas try to ambush 'em, fuck it, lil' bro
He gon' up with the K
Fucked around and crashed the Chevy
So I'm ridin' in the Jag today
I had to run and chase
A bag, keep my distance, i blast away
I had to blast away
Went creepin' on opps and I blast the K
I had to trap all day, I'm greedy
I need it the fastest way
She came with cast today, she pay me
She lovin' my swag and game
I'm speedin' fast
Got thirty shots up in the Jag
I'm doin' these niggas so
Bad, givin' out headshots, toe tags
These niggas know that I'm a stepper
They know what I'm 'bout
They know I go back
They know I be up off them jiggas
Gotta stay focused and run me a bag
They yellin'
"Free J" and when Swervie Gang touchin'
The racks and we doin' the dash, yeah, yeah
Where was you, no
Where was you when I was down bad?
And where was you when I was
Broke sittin' up on my ass?
I had to chase me some racks
I had to blast away
I had to chase me a bag, I had to blast away
Bitch we on top of gorilla
Heart of a lion, my mind is a killer
I keep on poppin' these jiggas
Mind on a hundred, I'm chasin' a million
Yeah, I shoot the sauce at these bitches
They lovin' the way that I
Slime and be drippin'
I came from rags to riches, yeah
But I still hang in the trenches
Still got the baddest bitches
They do whatever I say
Niggas try to ambush 'em, fuck it, lil' bro
He gon' up with the K
Fucked around and crashed the Chevy
So I'm ridin' in the Jag today
I had to run and chase
A bag, keep my distance, i blast away
Heart of a lion, my mind is a killer
I keep on poppin' these jiggas
Mind on a hundred, I'm chasin' a million
Yeah, I shoot the sauce at these bitches
They lovin' the way that I
Slime and be drippin'
I came from rags to riches, yeah
But I still hang in the trenches
Still got the baddest bitches
They do whatever I say
Niggas try to ambush 'em, fuck it, lil' bro
He gon' up with the K
Fucked around and crashed the Chevy
So I'm ridin' in the Jag today
I had to run and chase
A bag, keep my distance, i blast away
Keep my distance, I blast away
These niggas fake, these niggas frauds
I ain't got time to waste
They kill hit's, can't trust none'
I ain't got time for snakes
This shit real, I ain't 'bout games
I ain't got time to play
Slap you for runnin' your mouth
My niggas is with it
Don't speak on no business that
You don't know nothin' about (Don't do it)
I been on a mission, that
Bag, just go get it
That'll make my people so proud
Back then, I ain't have nothin', bad bitches
I ain't have none (Nope)
Niggas hate, I got my own bag
And I can leave the States to go and have fun
Punch told me, "Apply pressure
Guarantee these niggas fold" (They crumblin')
Sell your soul for a couple dollars
Just 'cause it glitter, don't mean it's gold
(No) i'm just tryna do better
That shit is plain to see
Just tryna get us out the hood
So we don't have to beef
Bitch we on top of gorilla
Heart of a lion, my mind is a killer
I keep on poppin' these jiggas
Mind on a hundred, I'm chasin' a million
Yeah, I shoot the sauce at these bitches
They lovin' the way that I
Slime and be drippin'
I came from rags to riches, yeah
But I still hang in the trenches
Still got the baddest bitches
They do whatever I say
Niggas try to ambush 'em, fuck it, lil' bro
He gon' up with the K
Fucked around and crashed the Chevy
So I'm ridin' in the Jag today
I had to run and chase
A bag, keep my distance, i blast away
I had to blast away
Went creepin' on opps and I blast the K
I had to trap all day, I'm greedy
I need it the fastest way
She came with cast today, she pay me
She lovin' my swag and game
I'm speedin' fast
Got thirty shots up in the Jag
I'm doin' these niggas so
Bad, givin' out headshots, toe tags
These niggas know that I'm a stepper
They know what I'm 'bout
They know I go back
They know I be up off them jiggas
Gotta stay focused and run me a bag
They yellin'
"Free J" and when Swervie Gang touchin'
The racks and we doin' the dash, yeah, yeah
Where was you, no
Where was you when I was down bad?
And where was you when I was
Broke sittin' up on my ass?
I had to chase me some racks
I had to blast away
I had to chase me a bag, I had to blast away
Bitch we on top of gorilla
Heart of a lion, my mind is a killer
I keep on poppin' these jiggas
Mind on a hundred, I'm chasin' a million
Yeah, I shoot the sauce at these bitches
They lovin' the way that I
Slime and be drippin'
I came from rags to riches, yeah
But I still hang in the trenches
Still got the baddest bitches
They do whatever I say
Niggas try to ambush 'em, fuck it, lil' bro
He gon' up with the K
Fucked around and crashed the Chevy
So I'm ridin' in the Jag today
I had to run and chase
A bag, keep my distance, i blast away