My b#tch p#ss# tighter than a retwist
And my chopsticks got more extensions than a Black b#tch
I’m ’bout getting money, f#ck that beefing on the internet
B.B. Simon on my waist is shining when the light hit like
Bling blaow, bling blaow
Bling blaow, {?} shoot, gun him down
Smoking that exotic, this that Dolby surround sound
Moving in the shadows, we unloaded in the crowd
She want me to be her new man, I stick it in her, in her face
f#cked her once then I dipped on her like first date
Wanna talk ’bout zodiacs like b#tch, f#ck your birthday
I’m just tryna f#ck, I don’t care about your work day
She want, puff-puff-pass, I’m tryna smack on her #ss
She want Louis bags, I’m just tryna smash
Brand new whip, it got no keys
I’m who you want not who you need
Thick lil’ white b#tch on hеr knees
She a virgin, I’ma make her bleed
Drag racing in thе Scat Pack on the highway, hit that gas
Sipping codeine slow in the whip, I’m gon’ go fast
{?} smoking opps, put ’em all in the Swisher
I don’t gotta shoot, my hittas’ll get you
{?} telling me you got them blessed
f#ck a 9-to-5, I’d rather sell that Wock’
White b#tch, she wanna f#ck, she never tried no Black c#ck
Make his heart stop, he gon’ get popped
Bad b#tch in the Tesla and she love to give top
Black A. McQueens, I’m a rich n#gg# menace
We the new age Beatles and I’m John Lennon
But I will not get assassinated, that pistol I’m gripping
My b#tch p#ss# tighter than a retwist
And my chopsticks got more extensions than a Black b#tch
I’m ’bout getting money, f#ck that beefing on the internet
B.B. Simon on my waist is shining when the light hit like
Bling blaow, bling blaow
Bling blaow, {?} shoot, gun him down
Smoking that exotic, this that Dolby surround sound
Moving in the shadows, we unloaded in the crowd
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Raeusi Lyrics – bling blow