Blame Game

[Intro: Jody Breeze]

Yo, yo

JO

You already know how I’m coming

Real shit

Young Kros on the beat

Hard

[Verse 1: Jody Breeze]

How you gon’ ask me if I love you when I showed you that? (I showed you)

And had yo’ back all the way up to where yo’ shoulders at (That’s where yo’ shoulders at)

Won’t hold you down, no matter what, I always told you that (Yeah)

And if you ever decided you gon’ leave, I’ll never hold you back (I’ll never hold you back)

Went out the jungle, I got my game from them older cats (Right)

You know who won, some dope De Villes, we called them ‘Lacs (Right)

Phone ringing, it’s probably yo’ girl, call her back (Call back)

“Where you at?” I’m on the way, you know all’at (Hah)

Yeah, but I done grew up, lace to tie my shoe up (Shoe up)

Yeah, uh, so much pimp in my step but I’m stepping (Woah)

From the A to the crib, from the crib to the A, I be repping some (Repping)

Watch what you say, nigga, play I’ma spray at ya’ section (Grrah)

So much pressure on me (Aye)

Still ain’t feel like ain’t no pressure on me (Ain’t no pressure)

So I continue to put pressure on ‘em (Put pressure on ‘em)

And these lil’ bitches, God, bless ‘em, they all testimony (Yeah)

Every time she texts me, it’s the mark with the question on it (Damn)

Like, mmm, “Where you at?” “What you doing?” “Where you been?”

“Are you home?” “Or you out wit’ ya’ friends?”

I’m like, “Nah,” she like, “Yes”

“I need love,” “I need sex”

“I want a Benz,” “I want a Lex’”

I’m like, “Damn, bitch, what’s next?” (Let go)

She like the diamonds on her neck (Her neck)

No cuts in her baguettes (Baguettes)

I’m beating that pussy from the back

Pounding on my chest (Woah)

But when I’m done, I gotta go, my timing ain’t the best (True)

I’m styling and I’m fresh (Yes)

I’m out here on the grind (Grind), piling up a check (Check)

Looking for some real shit, you found it in the flesh (Flesh)

[Interlude: Jody Breeze & Jacquees]

Oh

Looking for some real shit, you find it on my neck (My neck, neck)

You know I’m on some chill shit surrounded by the best (Best)

[Verse 2: Jacquees]

My number one

You’re my girl, don’t need another one

Enough of this

Come and let me boost your confidence (Confidence)

I don’t need no cuffing on

Don’t get comfortable

Tell me, would you ride or die? (Or die)

Damn, it’s hard to find your type

[Outro: Jacquees]

You’re one of a kind, and, girl, I mean it when I say that (Say that)

Don’t like you going through my phone

Even though we’re both grown

Now you’re fine and grown (And grown)