Blowin up

[Intro: closet]
Yeah, she fuckin' dumb
I just hit a lick, you won't hear it, oh
Bitch I'm with the pricks I can't make it up
I'ma keep on rolling, you ain't chill with us

(WHOOOO YEAH BABYY)
(Out of my way)

[Refrain]
Yeah, she fuckin' dumb
I just hit a lick, you won't hear it, oh
Bitch I'm with the pricks I can't make it up
I'ma keep on rolling, you ain't chill with us (Closet?)
I turn a party to a carnival
Bitch I'm making hits and we blowin' up!
Ask permission bitch you won't play it off (No!)
Lil' Shawty gonna fuck me up

[Verse: carna 007]
That boy textin' we gon' leave him runnin'
Warning shots, swear to god keep him duckin'
Gave him a book, I'ma make him kick the bucket
When I talk shawty say that she loves it
Double cup fell in love or am I toasted
Yeah I'm hella sick, but I swear I'm feelin' nothin'
Talk your shit, yeah I swear I'm above it
Pop another pill, yeah I swear I'm feeling nausous
I'm seein' angels in the sky swear I'm off it
Throw mе another mission and you know I'm on it
Bruh, you stretchin shit out need to drop it
Losin' sanity from all this stuff I'm stayin cautious
Know I'm crazy swear that you don't want this
Evеrytime I shoot, I still am missin' the target
You're not my bro, how you askin' for a bargian
If you ain't gon' finish where the fuck did you start it
Yeah I do this often
Keep it tucked and bring my dawgs in
See the treasure then I'm locked in
Throw me in a box, fuck, I'm locked in

[Refrain: closet]
Yeah, she fuckin' dumb
I just hit a lick, you won't hear it, (Slowed) oh
Bitch I'm with the pricks I can't make it up
I'ma keep on rolling, you ain't chill with us (Closet?)
I turn a party to a carnival
Bitch I'm making hits and we blowin' up!
Ask permission bitch you won't play it off (No!)
Lil' Shawty gonna fuck me up