Blow

Blow
Blow
Blow
Blow

We flex in Giuseppe's with plenty of feddy to throw
You bitches ain't ready, we bought to get ready to blow
We bout to blow
W bout to blow
We flex in Giuseppe's with plenty of feddy to throw
You bitches ain't ready, we bought to get ready to blow
We bout to blow
W bout to blow

Make a move if you dare, yea
Bitch we some slayers
So now that you've entered the layer
Call me that player that's major with flair
It's a Medusa conclusion prepare
And I got these hoes scared, yea
Thy're in despair
They burn form the words that I speak
Like a flamethrower Ima go about it Scott Storch just to hurt em then hit em with the heat
And I know its unfair, yea
Bitch I don't care
Boss is unlikely to share
With a basic ass bitch
Trap Queen turned snitch
That's a mistress, she's green, don't compare
Get that shit out the air, yea
Yo bitch smoking reggie mayne
She's making me edgy mayne
I know she's not ready mayne
I'm getting that feddy mayne
Yo bitch, she don't like me huh
Take flight in those Nike's ma
Just Do It to spite me huh
Them hoes not sufficing huh
Yo bitch, she basic mayne
She's out her disgracing mayne
She knows I don't like her huh
But my Giuseppe's excite her huh

We flex in Giuseppe's with plenty of feddy to throw
You bitches ain't ready, we bought to get ready to blow
We bout to blow
W bout to blow
We flex in Giuseppe's with plenty of feddy to throw
You bitches ain't ready, we bought to get ready to blow
We bout to blow
W bout to blow

They Know I'm a villain (shoutout to my villain's)
They know I'm a thug (shoutout to my thugs)
But bitch I'm dismissing your feeling for real, that's my mission on Blood (SooWooP)
They know I'm the Trillest
They know I'm the Boss
I'm making more moves in these streets than a U-Haul that's hauling on route
Slide through hit the lane in the Range Rover
Leave pain on your brain like hangover
Hit the Ave., then the lab
Just mashed for the cash
Dip dab on your bitch so its game over
Like Mac bitch, give yo ass a makeover
Money making Mitch shit, it's a takeover
Catching flights, while your chick gets a layover
Out getting rich shit
Big stack bank folder
Yea
So now that we're back on the air
It's an illusive, exclusive affair
Bitches will beg, but will never be spared
And I won't be compared, yea
So all those beware
I span from the land of OG's
I'm looking so magical, but it's so practical
Giuseppe's all over my feet

We flex in Giuseppe's with plenty of feddy to throw
You bitches ain't ready, we bought to get ready to blow
We bout to blow
W bout to blow
We flex in Giuseppe's with plenty of feddy to throw
You bitches ain't ready, we bought to get ready to blow
We bout to blow
We bout to blow