CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Blizzem
(GOONTEX)
I want the money so easy
She got a nose like a beagle, oh
b*t*h just want a lil' Visa, yeah
All my b*t*hes want a Visa, oh
Hunnid round drum with them stickers
I jus' spent a f**kin' check on my sneakers, woah-oh
I had to ball with my n***as
Dirty b*t*hes, bounce on d**k like they Tigger, woah-oh
Yeah, yeah, they say, "You Izzy?"
Yeah, yeah, I gotta blizzem, yeah
.223 hit him, it tickle, yeah
And my b*t*h too green like a pickle
.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah
.45 bullet go through that lil' bitty
Yeah, she love me so much, I'm gon' f**k on that bitty
f**k on that, f**k on that bitty, yeah (f**k on that, f**k on that bitty)
.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah
.45 bullеt go through that lil' bitty (.45 bullet gon' hit him)
Yeah, she lovе me so much, I'm gon' f**k on that bitty
f**k on that, f**k on that bitty, yeah (f**k on that, f**k on that bitty)
.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah
.45 bullet go through that lil' bitty (.45 bullet go)
(.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah, .45 bullet go)
Run it up way, way, way, way past the lil' stimmy
Pull a finesse for like fifty, yeah-yeah
The racks in, you know I do my lil' diddy
Probably won't live until fifty
b*t*hes they mad, yeah, yeah, yeah, they p*ssy
That ain't nun' of my business, uh-huh
Flex on the 'Gram, then you we gotta go lick 'em
You know we gotta go blick 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go)
I send my dawg to go sick 'em, yeah
I send my dawg to go sick 'em, yeah, yeah (Let's go)
I don't want my dawg to go missin'
I don't want my dawg to go missin' (Yeah, yeah)
They don't want me to go up
They don't want me to go up, yeah
I popped a lil' Oxy', throw up
Popped a lil' Oxy', throw up, yeah
She sing in the bed like Usher
She sing in the bed like Adele, yeah
n***a I'm too tied in, yeah
I want the smoke like for real, yeah
I ain't tryna end up dead
And I don't wanna end up in jail, yeah
pu**y wet, I need a sail, yeah
I might jus' put a baby in that girl, yeah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
I want the money so easy
She got a nose like a beagle, oh
b*t*h just want a lil' Visa, yeah
All my b*t*hes want a Visa, oh
Hunnid round drum with them stickers
I jus' spent a f**kin' check on my sneakers, woah-oh
I had to ball with my n***as
Dirty b*t*hes, bounce on d**k like they Tigger, woah-oh
Yeah, yeah, they say, "You Izzy?"
Yeah, yeah, I gotta blizzem, yeah
.223 hit him, it tickle, yeah
And my b*t*h too green like a pickle
.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah
.45 bullet go through that lil' bitty
Yeah, she love me so much, I'm gon' f**k on that bitty
f**k on that, f**k on that bitty, yeah (f**k on that, f**k on that bitty)
.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah
.45 bullеt go through that lil' bitty (.45 bullet gon' hit him)
Yeah, she lovе me so much, I'm gon' f**k on that bitty
f**k on that, f**k on that bitty, yeah (f**k on that, f**k on that bitty)
.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah
.45 bullet go through that lil' bitty (.45 bullet go)
(.45 bullet gon' hit him, yeah, .45 bullet go)
Run it up way, way, way, way past the lil' stimmy
Pull a finesse for like fifty, yeah-yeah
The racks in, you know I do my lil' diddy
Probably won't live until fifty
b*t*hes they mad, yeah, yeah, yeah, they p*ssy
That ain't nun' of my business, uh-huh
Flex on the 'Gram, then you we gotta go lick 'em
You know we gotta go blick 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go)
I send my dawg to go sick 'em, yeah
I send my dawg to go sick 'em, yeah, yeah (Let's go)
I don't want my dawg to go missin'
I don't want my dawg to go missin' (Yeah, yeah)
They don't want me to go up
They don't want me to go up, yeah
I popped a lil' Oxy', throw up
Popped a lil' Oxy', throw up, yeah
She sing in the bed like Usher
She sing in the bed like Adele, yeah
n***a I'm too tied in, yeah
I want the smoke like for real, yeah
I ain't tryna end up dead
And I don't wanna end up in jail, yeah
pu**y wet, I need a sail, yeah
I might jus' put a baby in that girl, yeah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
