Blitz

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[Chorus] Niggas ain't on shit, foenem really with the shits (You killed this shit, 4wayTy) We gon' send a blitz, hitstick, mission accomplished Opp thot, she bopping, getting top from a thotty You don't want smoke, heard you was an alcoholic All my niggas go dumb, fuck with the nonsense Niggas posted outside in your bushes, at your 'partment Niggas internet thugging, but they ain't gon' spark shit Seen him in public, now he begging, tryna squash shit [Verse 1] I like them big tits, talking AR's, hunnid round clips Nigga, that ain't drip, old corny nigga with no fits Your bitch taking trips, and she stuff [?] She stuffed with a thousand of them blues, ooh, she so thick Bitch, I tote a four-fifth, please don't make me blow it Walk inside of Neiman's with the cash, throwing money like wе in the club Spent two thousand on some damn kicks You can't fuck with mе, get your money up, and get a bud [Chorus] Niggas ain't on shit, foenem really with the shits We gon' send a blitz, hitstick, mission accomplished Opp thot, she bopping, getting top from a thotty You don't want smoke, heard you was an alcoholic All my niggas go dumb, fuck with the nonsense Niggas posted outside in your bushes, at your 'partment Niggas internet thugging, but they ain't gon' spark shit Seen him in public, now he begging, tryna squash shit [Verse 2] Seen him in public, nigga ran and he tripped Hollow hit his head, damn near hit him in his lip If he don't end up dead then he one blessed kid Still screaming, "Fuck the feds," I'ma get it how I live Got my young niggas doing scams on the dark web Got some young niggas that'll kick your door and spin your block fast All my niggas get greasy, nigga, all we know is gas Is a nigga try to try it then you snow we on his ass [Chorus] Niggas ain't on shit, foenem really with the shits We gon' send a blitz, hitstick, mission accomplished Opp thot, she bopping, getting top from a thotty You don't want smoke, heard you was an alcoholic All my niggas go dumb, fuck with the nonsense Niggas posted outside in your bushes, at your 'partment Niggas internet thugging, but they ain't gon' spark shit Seen him in public, now he begging, tryna squash shit
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