Bla Bla (feat. Fivio Foreign)

(Blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah) Brr, boom

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

All I hear is (Blah, blah, blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

When I got shot, nigga, what did you do?

Instead of point fingers, like "You, you, or you"

Niggas be talkin' like they with the shits

Told me you got a grip, nigga, why you ain't threw?

I was confusin' myself, tryna think niggas tough

But deep down, I already knew

Shoot by my dolie, portfolio cool

When I catch you, I'm puttin' a hole in your— (Boom, boom, boom)

We gon' keep spinnin', no takin' a break

I'ma keep winnin' and makin' this cake

God left me here for a reason, no takin' His faith

I feel guilty for takin' his—

Chance that I'm goin', it ain't no debate

Next time, I promise I'm makin' an eighth

Five-hundred K if you catch him right now

Truly, don't really care if I'm makin' a case (Hol' on)

We ain't never take buddies

You got mе confused with someone I'm not

Now you rеalized shit litty

Stop the callin' my phone, talkin' hot

I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody murderin'

And I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody shot

They don't know nothin' 'bout gangsters we be

But they stay tryna tell me it's over for Pop

All I hear is (Blah, blah, blah, blah)

They say you talked, you ain't really do it, right?

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah, grr, yeah, look, uh)

Baow

Bro got the addy, I got a idea

Tell me it's up and it's stuck in the air

The way they gon' do him, it's not even fair

And the shit that we do, we do not wanna share

I do not care, it's not for the 'Gram

Only way I won't throw if it's not in my hands

And that nigga my heart and he want his revenge

We don't care if he's shot, we shot him again

I wanna stop but it's in my soul

He act like a problem, then he gotta go

We won't even catch a nigga at his—, huh

We gon' wait 'til he goin' home

Nigga, I say what I want 'cause I'm grown

As long as I watch what I say on that phone

And my time is on demon, I stay in that zone

And the niggas I send is never gonna fold

(Blah, blah, blah, blah, huh, yeah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah, yeah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

(Blah, blah, blah, blah, baow)

All I hear is (Blah, blah, blah, blah)

You know the type of time you on already, nigga

(Blah, blah, blah, blah) Just duck

(Blah, blah, blah, blah) When you see a nigga, just duck

(Blah, blah, blah, blah)

Yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout it

They say he talked about it and he ain't do it, baow