Blam Blam

 

all across da nati niggas know who i am

/ run up on me then its blam blam/ money long as tucan sams, beak/

yea my money at its peak, killin these niggas rest in peace/ kapeesh?

don fuck wit me itll trun to a crime scene/

(UGGHH) yea im makin that money takin that risk,

Ya bitch tryna Lick my Tip/

all day don it make sense,

that my pockets filld wit money

Ya bitch on my dick and she filled with honey.

Now aint that funny

718.

Yall down south Niggas mad late...

Transforming Whip, Im in my prime.

Tell THese Niggas Flat Line.