CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Blitz

Ooh
Ah, it's 4X
It's 4X
It's 4X
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I'm hittin' that ho with my ice on
The light's off, but it looks like the lights on (Ice)
I hit the stage with my pipe on (Ooh)
He say it's beef, I'm like, “Right on” (F**k)
And we with all of that f**k sh*t (Come here)
We could have a shootout like right now (B*t*h)
We beat him drunk, he on icehouse (Yeah)
We gon' pipe up with that pipe, n***a, pipe down

They say he f**kin' with 'Icy now
Shoot a f**k n***a from the lighthouse
Beat from the back, she all iced now
Me and young Stunna done piped down
Snuck in the fire, with the club
On gang, got the back end, there's where the fight now

If he play in the club, he gon' lay in the club, Kerr
We shootin' his lights out (On gang)
You ain’t never post at no trap house
Lil bro catch a op and he shoot Jerry Stackhouse (Score)
We tryna see what they cap 'bout (Huh?)
These n***as b*t*h, they not what they rap 'bout (Big cap)
I leave out the bank with that sack out (Gang)
F**k her 'til she faint, I’m tryin' make her tap out (Thot, thot)
And I ain’t doin' no back and forth with none of these n***as
'Cause I caught a blitz, they smash out (On gang)

They caught a blitz, they smashed out
Hold on, Stunna (Huh?)
I think I just smashed that b*t*h
No one know she f**kin' look glad now
Creep through the back, ain’t even see me
Yeah, I just collected the bag now
They say LilJay' on they a** now
Big money sh*t, I talk cash talk
Shawty, she swear she popped a Perc'
She think lil' shawty gon' pa** out
I'm havin' them racks now (Cash)
He flex with that gun on the 'Gram
Catch him in person, that n***a be a**ed out (Pu**y)
He say "It's pressure," then we keep it comin'
We no limit with smoke, we gon’ max out (Yeah)
I get booked for a show in the city
They got the US Marshals and task out (4X)
I'm bringing the blickys and we'll crash out
N***a touch me, he better ask about what's gon' happen to 'em
If he play I get 'em wacked, n***a
I'm havin' that bag now
Ho, get on yo' knees
Don't pull your pants down (Thot, thot)
I get face state to state, I'm the man now
I might f**k her and dip
I might run out on a ho
But I'm havin' plenty cash, and I ain't never ran out
I'm that lil' n***a, I stand out
We drop down with rods, make 'em stand down
Yellow tape, white chalk, man down
I can’t f**k that lil' ho if she fanned out

Walk in this b*t*h with my bands out
This ain't a handout
These b*t*hes be trippin', they fanned out
Who you gon' call on? (Nobody)
N***a, this a mandown (It's a blitz)