Blitz

Talkin' about hits, I could drop a hit and get you hit today

Yesterday I wasn't on my shit, but I'm on my shit today

Slap a 7 right on my back, say I'm feeling like Vick today

They say it's dog food in they hood, well we gon' blitz today

Hop out, I'm gon' park the whip

If they move, we sparking it

Broski be so chill, he catch a body, he a spark a spliff

I grew up 'round hot heads tryna burn a **** just for talking shit

When we catch that **** in person, he be stuttering, get to talking quick

I tell 'em that talk cheap

Tell a bitch, I don't talk freak

Every time I talk she get to tweeting it's like talk tweet

She like ****, you lied to fuck

Told her, I just talk sweet

She gon' probably tell her bitch ass brother, he don't know we spark heat

I be chillin', I don't spark beef

I be in my own zone and my whole gang be on defense

I got layers like the ozone

Gotta get past level one, to get to level two

Trip, I pull the glick out

She asked me, was I friendly

Got to the room, I pull my dick out

And she dropped to my knees, I got to thinking, she got a big mouth

Said fuck it, put my dick up, told that bitch this was a stick up

And if she think about moving, then that lil' bitch gon' get hit up

Know where we at, just come and get us

Ain't nobody fucking with us

Talkin' about hits, I could drop a hit and get you hit today

Yesterday I wasn't on my shit, but I'm on my shit today

Slap a 7 right on my back, say I'm feeling like Vick today

They say it's dog food in they hood, well, we gon' blitz today

Hop out, I'm gon' park the whip

If they move, we sparking it

Broski be so chill, he catch a body he a spark a spliff

I grew up 'round hot heads tryna burn a **** just for talking shit

When we catch that **** in person, he be stuttering, get to talking quick

Told 'em I don't talk to pigs

I don't speak oink, oink

Caught 'em lackin' in the car

Knock 'em off point, point

Never thought my music be on TV this soon, but I point choice

Bougie bitch, I ask her what car she wanna ride, she point Royce

Sicko, I keep a glicko

Oh me, oh my

He try it, then he gon' die

No excuse, I wanna see 'em fly

If it's birds we gon' get 'em by

My right hand man say how I told 'em to look at the sky

He said, what ****, on a plane

Told 'em just stick to mary jane

I got rid of all my problems, I ain't gotta deal with shit

If we leave his mama crying, she just gotta deal with it

Sent a letter like you'll be okay

Tryna hit her, she be with Tae

And just because her ass fat, don't mean I'll eat the cake

Talkin' about hits, I could drop a hit and get you hit today

Yesterday I wasn't on my shit, but I'm on my shit today

Slap a 7 right on my back, say I'm feeling like Vick today

They say it's dog food in they hood, well, we gon' blitz today

Hop out, I'm gon' park the whip

If they move, we sparking it

Broski be so chill, he catch a body, he a spark a spliff

I grew up 'round hot heads tryna burn a **** just for talking shit

When we catch that **** in person, he be stuttering, get to talking quick