Robb Bank$ - BLITZ lyrics
[Robb Bank$ - BLITZ lyrics]
Yeah, you in Falconia, baby c'mon
Good for your mind, body, soul whoa
Big bird, big Fal, big Man (Blitz)
Mwah, mwah
Blitz, Glock 10, shot a 30, out the tool
Got a real life Mermaid up in the pool
I made a bitch, eat a bitch, it was cool
Bring another friend
I could turn that bitch up too
Bitch, I'm the best rapper alive
Point that other nigga out
I'll make sure he die
Give me any beat, and I bet I'd slide
I could do this shit in my sleep
And I'd slide
Do it while I'm fucking yo treesh, I'd slide
Foot on the gas, 73, I'm slidin'
Every nigga in my gang outside
My opp outside, told him "Go inside" (yeah)
My way, or the highway
Gotta fuck with me, to get ya check, bae
Get that car note and gеt them bills paid
Gotta suck it up, she in her hoе phase
Kicked her out
Blitz, Glock 10, shot a 30, out the tool
Got a real life Mermaid up in the pool
I made a bitch, eat a bitch, it was cool
Bring another friend
I could turn that bitch up too
Bags in, uh, racks in, uh
Ya hair all down ya back, I'm grasping
Mary-Kate, uh, Ashley, yeah
I'm throwing up my hood, at any chance, bitch
This yo third time this week
On a yacht, bitch, yeah yeah
Real niggas don't compete with
No thots, bitch, yeah yeah
Blitz, blitz, blitz, get 'em
Blitz, blitz, blitz, blitz, blitz, get 'em
My way, or the highway
Gotta fuck with me, to get ya check, bae
Get that car note and get them bills paid
Gotta suck it up, she in her hoe phase
Kicked her out
Blitz, Glock 10, shot a 30, out the tool
Got a real life Mermaid up in the pool
I made a bitch, eat a bitch, it was cool
Bring another friend
I could turn that bitch up-