BLITZ!

[Intro: SSJ Daki]

Ye-ye-ye-yeah (Okay)

I'm going straight to the end, to the goal, run a blitz

Give a fuck 'bout a wall, or defense

Feel like Armin, way that I walk to immense

[Verse 1: SSJ Daki]

Let my nuts hang, give two shits 'bout your clique

Yeah, my penis too long, two hands on my dick

Got a brand new ho', with a brand new bitch

When I walk in, pop with a brand new stick, okay (Grrrt)

I can't fall, no, it is not right

Never savin' a bitch, cannot match, okay

Yeah-yeah, middle finger to the dash

Without jinx, I'ma swerve on the gap to go fast and I'll break

Yeah-yeah, chug em down when I spray em' with the drank

Make him drop on the spot, like my Glock full of bass

Okay, on her knees, I'm a God, no repierce

But she suckin' me up, she a thot, gotta say this

[Bridge: SSJ Daki]

Oh, wait, that was your girl?

'Cause we two'd her and I'll treat her like mine too

Couple hits, got 'em spinning this guap

With my fist like I do when I find you

Think you steppin'? The block getting hot

Niggas, think they doin' what I do

On my neck, I got all types of pearls

Choppa makes me wanna think I'ma try you

[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]

Nobody fuck with the kid

It's okay 'cause I'm better off pinched off the top

On the mic and they pop like a zit or a cyst

You be tossin' 'em up, and we [bridging?] it

I’m fully lit, homie Daki, the twin on this beat

You ain't off of the top, then I mix, like some vodka

You don't gotta shot with the clique

You get shot like a bitch when I'm breaking in

Way I don't bark, I just bite

You do not like what I do, then?

You dudes like [?]

The way I was coolin' with Guts

I don't usually—

I wasn't truly in twice, so I'm newly a dyke, I ain't new to them

Bitch I do it Like Mike, [Muda Muda?]

[Start putting on my?]

Like Sonic, Like Mario, M's on my head

Put an L on ya head like Luigi, my pipes shoot 'em down

[Bridge: ISSBROKIE]

P-pushing my buttons, I shake 'em like [?]

I'm sick as a bitch, and my dick in this—

Shout-out the Mario Brothers

I don't need a plumber, my pocket [?]

[?]

We Michelin now, We got Michigan pals

Make it twist with a clip, he a clip-farmer now

He ain't live anymore, tried to bitch, no donation

KMØB in your station like peace in my town

[Verse 3: Jenx2]

Why you talking 'bout the gang when you don't have your own?

How you flexing all these guns when you in your own home?

How you flexing fake chains? Buddy, that shit ain't no chrome

I'm just saying how I feel, that shit coming out the dome, yeah

How are you gonna go talk on the net 'bout that boy when I'm in the zone? Yeah

I'm off a motherfucking pill and it's getting me rolling, just like I'm a stone, yeah

I turn the bass up to loud, shawty telling me that she feel it in her bones, yeah

How I walk out of the bank with a smile on the face like I took out a loan, yeah

[Bridge: Jenx2]

Had to get it on my own, yeah

In the shadows, bitch, I roam, yeah

I just been building up money, but you know what they got to say 'bout Rome, yeah

KARMA king on the throne, yeah

Lifting this scope and I own it

I've just been smokin' on a pack

Call me a stoner, but I fucking own it

[Outro]

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