​​blame!

[Verse]
Yeah, you know I rock them clothes
Yo' bitch throwing throat
She wanna fuck wit' the goat
I got money but I need more
Call up Zay, he gon' pour me a four
You don't know shit, you don't know the lore
AK rounds, hit 'em in the core
I push in that demon, you up in that Ford
I'm so pretty, eugh, prettier than a model bitch
I'ma drink yo', eugh, blood, baby, I'on need no kiss
Bands on bands on bands, bands, bands, millions
Yeah, bl-bl-bl-bl-blam blam, I'ma blam him
I'm so sexy in these flared jeans
I got yo' bitch, I'm clapping on bare cheeks
Eating exquisite, nigga, fucking lion meat
Always talking on the net, never trying me
Yeah, I'm know that I'm frightening
Yeah, new piece and I like the fit
Yeah, price went up, it spiked kid
Yeah, lil' nigga you can't buy this

[Verse 2]
Lil' nigga, you can't try me
Lil' nigga, you not like me
Lil' nigga, keep on trying
Lil' nigga, cannot be me
Lil' nigga, you can't try me
Lil' nigga, you not like me
Lil' nigga, keep on trying
Lil' nigga, cannot be me
Yeah, chomp, chomp, why you biting?
Yeah, she wanna fuck wit' a dark king
Just like a Beyblade, I'm spinning
Yeah, you shot twice but you missed 'em
Yeah, I sent too many shots, yeah, I'm fightin'
Yeah, I got too many Glocks, yeah, I'm hittin' shit
Yeah, I got too many pieces, I'm flippin' 'em
Feel like Steph, way I'm fucking shootin' shit
I got Chrome Hearts all up on my dick
And a fan askin' me for a pic
And yo' bitch said I'm looking fly as shit
Yeah, squa, squa, like a falcon
My Glock just like a panther, it's pouncing
He my son so I gotta house him
I got racks, racks, racks, countin', I got racks up in the mountains