Xavier Wulf, Chris Travis - Bladez lyrics

Fuck the police, fuck the police
I'mma smoke my weed
Fuck the police, fuck the police
Aye, fuck the police i'mma smoke my weed

I'm swangin' around the corner like
A nigga tryna' get away but I'm all good
I'm just tryna' get to my partner place
Blunts finna' be rolled
You should see the grin up on my face
And girls hitting me up
Like baby can we blow today
You know I'm told 'em yeah
Cause they exotic and they rare
And all of them only wear their own damn hair
I'm good in my hood but it's
The jungle like the woods
I'd help you if I could
But I won't cause I shouldn't
And all you niggas lame if
You still out here shooting
I'd rather throw these hands and
Beat a bitch nigga stupid
Then ride with my dog to the goddamn mall
But just to get some food
Cause I don't shop for shit at all
At the most I'll buy some draw's
Black or white tee but that's all
I ain't tryna' take no calls
Bitch don't bother me at all
I'm limited on flaws and my
Power off the wall when I pull out Chiyoko
I'm cutting these sucka's off

Coming straight down on you sucka'
Motherfucker's tryna' test my clique
East Memphis niggas and you
Know we gonna represent
Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch we, we the shit
Lollipop ass niggas
Y'all just a bunch of licks
Everywhere I go
Niggas always tryna' slide some shit
Quarter ounce ass nigga
Claim he move a bunch of bricks
Had to hit the store
Cause my ho was acting like a bitch
Had to hit the door
Cause I'm plotting on to get rich
Nigga owe me money
I'mma chop off his fucking wrist
Try to steal from me? Well you
Can at your own risk
Ho I'm 'bout them dollars
Duckin white fed chargers
Cause they all up on my ass
Cause I'm driving the Impala
And I'm a black man but
I got them big dollars
And I have that purple shit
Sipping out that baby bottle
Nigga what the fuck you mean
I'm a young shot caller
Second string ass nigga
Damn give that boy some water