Gotta Blast歌词

I'm a bandman
Countin bands man off the kickstand
Catch me in the trap with Tay Kay 47
Don't play with us new Draco for my weapon
Young Diego Money but call me the juugg man
Neck all gold, know we toting poles
30 with the red dot, aim it at your nose
Look at my wrist
It'll leave you froze
We ain't smoking on no gram
I'm smoking out a bowl
One phone call and have my shooters at your throat
They don't want smoke
Know we love smoke
Got all white diamonds like a pound of coke
You can come to the hood if you want the mother****er

I shoot the K until that mother****er shake in smok
These mother****ers talking, mother****ers lam
These mother****ers going u
I put that mother****ing k into his ****ing throa
Mother****er boy make it hom

Pop up out the cut
We get up witcha
Smoke him down like a damn swisher
Mother****er a thot cause i need my bands bigge
Thought she was a keeper, But my mans hit her
Yea my mans hit her so i gotta switch her
Yea my mans hit her, i let Blast switch her
Call up blast yea yea he's a ass kicker
Call up Bay-Bay yea he's a class ditcher
Call a shooter yea i gotta Blast mother****e
Gotta blast leave you in the past mother****e

I was ditching class for the cash mother****e
These mother****ers talkin
But i'm on they ass mother****e
Can't get that money
Had to get it fast mother****e
I didn't do no work
Just count that cash mother****e