Blitz - Toosii

Talkin' about hits I could drop a hit and get you hit today

Yesterday I won’t on my shit but I’m on my shit today

Slap a 7 right on my back say I’m feeling like Vick today

They say it’s dog food in they hood well we gone blitz today

Hop out I’m gon' park the whip

If they move we sparking it

Broski be so chill he catch a body he a spark a spliff

I grew up 'round hot heads tryna burn a nigga just for talking shit

When we catch that nigga in person he be stuttering get to talking quick

I tell em' that talk cheap

Tell a bitch I don’t talk freak

Every time I talk she get to tweeting it’s like talk tweet

She like nigga you lied to fuck

Told her I just talk sweet

She gon' probably tell her bitch ass brother he don’t know we spark heat

I be chillin' I don’t spark beef

I be in my own zone and my whole gang be on defense

I got layers like the ozone

Gotta get past level one to get to level two

Trip, I pull the glick out

She asked me was I friendly

Got to the room I pull my dick out

And she dropped to my knees I got to thinking she got a big mouth

Said fuck it, put my dick up told that bitch this was a stick up

And if she think about moving then that lil' bitch gon' get hit up

Know where we at just come and get us

Ain’t nobody fucking with us

Talkin' about hits I could drop a hit and get you hit today

Yesterday I won’t on my shit but I’m on my shit today

Slap a 7 right on my back say I’m feeling like Vick today

They say it’s dog food in they hood well we gone blitz today

Hop out I’m gon' park the whip

If they move we sparking it

Broski be so chill he catch a body he a spark a spliff

I grew up 'round hot heads tryna burn a nigga just for talking shit

When we catch that nigga in person he be stuttering get to talking quick

Told em' I don’t talk to pigs

I don’t speak oink oink

Caught em' lackin' in the car

Knock em' off point point

Never thought my music be on TV this soon but I point choice

Bougie bitch I ask her what car she wanna ride she point Royce

Sicko I keep a glicko

Oh me oh my

He try it then he gone die

No excuse I wanna see em' fly

If it’s birds we gone get em' by

My right hand man say how I told em' to look at the sky

He said what nigga on a plane

Told em' just stick to mary jane

I got rid of all my problems I ain’t gotta deal with shit

If we leave his mama crying she just gotta deal with it

Sent a letter like you’ll be okay

Tryna hit her she be with Tae

And just because her ass fat don’t mean I’ll eat the cake

Talkin' about hits I could drop a hit and get you hit today

Yesterday I won’t on my shit but I’m on my shit today

Slap a 7 right on my back say I’m feeling like Vick today

They say it’s dog food in they hood well we gone blitz today

Hop out I’m gon' park the whip

If they move we sparking it

Broski be so chill he catch a body he a spark a spliff

I grew up 'round hot heads tryna burn a nigga just for talking shit

When we catch that nigga in person he be stuttering get to talking quick