BLOW! lyrics

[Intro: Etika & $emmy]
I'm not good right now man
I'm f*cked up, I'm in the middle of nowhere, n*gga
Look at this sh*t
Look at this
Yuh, aye

[Chorus: $EMMY!]
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I'ma go and f*ck the hoe
10 bands on my Gucci Throw
Where the f*ck my money go?
Living like I'm chilling at the top, bruh
You see me with my money, it's a lot, hoe
Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
b*tch gimme head, I'ma put it in her throat
b*tch gimme love, I'ma make her choke choke
b*tch gimme head, I'ma put it in her throat
b*tch gimme love, I'ma make her choke choke

[Verse: MOL$ & $EMMY!]
Pull up on your block, like my homie Kasuma
I just-I just want sex, lil' b*tch, what you want?
Why you-why you acting tough, lil' homie been acting up
Lil' b*tch I've been knowing ya, hеlla angry, Killua
Why you be moving? You make me laugh and act up
Bеt you're stupid, I'm moving, you move to get slapped up
I be moving, you fake it, in the whip, I backed up
b*tches swinging it around like a bat, batter up
Me and ---- we be blowing another track
Shooting my shot, and I never miss like I was shaq
Banger banger and a banger, you know we dropping hella tracks
Yo' b*tch, she think I'm super duper so she throw it back
Open up her cheeks like it was a laptop
Runnin' and gunnin' you know we never gonna stop
Yo b*tch, she think I'm fine as hell, so she gave me top
I do not wife a b*tch, I just give her c*ck
Yeah she think I'm super duper no kyle tho
If you tryna see some bank, look at my roll
Yeah my numbers going up, check the sky though
When I be packing quality green in my bowl
Go, make her wet with my flow
Throw a couple hundred dollars and she dropping it low
I make moves, she choose to cruise, peruse, with me, $emmy, got P, cause I f*ck it up when I go, yuh
Pull out my weiner, she callin it the stick of truth
c*ck long like a baseball bat, Babe Ruth
She be hella ADHD, so I call her Elon
Pull up to your house in my all-black Nissan
Yuh, in a blacked out Royce
Put it in her and she ----
Aye man, I don't know about that one
Let's change it, let's run it back
Yuh, in a blacked out Royce
She hear me spit, and now my di*k is blocking her voice
She look at you, then me, I think we both know the choice
Because when $emmy in the room, all the panties get moist, yuh
[Chorus: MOL$]
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I'ma go and f*ck the hoe
10 bands on my Gucci Throw
Where the f*ck my money go?
Living like I'm chilling at the top, bruh
You see me with my money, it's a lot, hoe
Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
b*tch gimme head, I'ma put it in her throat
b*tch gimme love, I'ma make her choke choke
b*tch gimme head, I'ma put it in her throat
b*tch gimme love, I'ma make her choke choke