Blow*

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[Intro]

...goes around, goes around

Goes around...

[Verse 1]

...I feel like I'm chosen

She love me, she tell me to go in

[Chorus]

I can't sleep, got too much racks in my jeans, uh

And she want me, I know that she see money

And I put that on my gang, can't switch on me

And I put that on my gang, can't switch on me, nah

Whole time you a opp, that boy undercover

Now I see why you asked for my number

And I just touched down from London

And I see these niggas up to something

Yeah, I see these niggas up to something

Boy, you know you ain't low

Laid back, countin' racks, nigga, like four

All I wanna do is blow

[Verse 2]

[?], baby, you kept it real

You kept it real, you kept it real, yeah

[?], baby, you give mе the feelings

Them feelings, the privilеge (Listen out, Pluto)

Hit an opp and the witness

Like Lil Herb, 'bout to kill shit

Told me that she addicted

Turn around, give her privilege

Niggas throwin' them subs and shit

You took an L, I'm takin' them dubs and shit

I know where they from, they be stealin' the sauce and shit

They stealin' the sauce, they watch what I put in the pot and shit

Yeah, think they finessin' the sauce, boy, that's not your shit

Boy that's not your shit, uh, boy, that's not your shit, uh

You better watch your shit, uh, yeah, stop that shit

[Chorus]

I can't sleep, got too much racks in my jeans, uh

And she want me, I know that she see money

And I put that on my gang, can't switch on me

And I put that on my gang, can't switch on me, nah

Whole time you a opp, that boy undercover

Now I see why you asked for my number

And I just touched down from London

And I see these niggas up to something

Yeah, I see these niggas up to something

Boy, you know you ain't low

Laid back, countin' racks, nigga, like four

All I wanna do is blow

I can't sleep, got too much racks in my jeans, uh

And she want me, I know that she see money

And I put that on my gang, can't switch on me

And I put that on my gang, can't switch on me, nah

Whole time you a opp, that boy undercover

Now I see why you asked for my number

And I just touched down from London

And I see these niggas up to something

Yeah, I see these niggas up to something

Boy, you know you ain't low

Laid back, countin' racks, nigga, like four

All I wanna do is blow

[Outro]

Blow up, blow up

Glow up, glow up

Blow up, blow up

Glow up, glow up