Blackmail lyrics

[Intro]
Haha
[F-free xonzackie, free xonzackie man
Yuh]

[Verse 1]
f*ck all the hoes, on my crib
f*ck you style mate, made this pus*y homie
f*cking history, get murked!
My uncle with the roger
That blow right thru' you motherf*cker
Real sh*t you a real b*tch on the tweets
All you talkin sh*t
But you don't do sh*t
And you don't do walk b*tch
You with multiple homies
When you hit this treat
But you yeah, claimin' that you thuggin'
Thuggin' in the streets but you can talkin
In your tweets homie, real sh*t you a real b*tch
I'm a real impression
Homie f*cking in my house hidin'
Treat this homie to my mom
Then he wanna act friendly on the bomb
Then I bomb f*ck youre mom
Vietnam in this heart, you get caught likе pokemon
When I pick at you, you broke this
I pikachu, pick or two
Pick your mothеf*ckin nose
Pick your jaw up off the motherf*ckin' floor
What you know? Claim your hoes
Claim you keep that
You ain't sh*t you ain't gettin racks
We was talkin black, blackmail, black b*tch
Blackmail, black thick
Black to the hell to the black to the jail
Real sh*t all black in the jail yeah no white in the cell
I start sh*t, it's for sell on the streets
I couldn't never f*cking tell
I know my mama mad I know my daddy ain't proud of me
My sister hate me
My brother don't even know him, yeah real sh*t
You a real b*tch
[Verse 2]
Ain't homie where his at huh
I gotta see you b*tches, I know I ain't mad
sh*t i'm just lookin you know where his at huh?
He sneak diss huh, then we do it huh
Young homie with the cali reefer yuh
We put a sea man puttem in a sea man
Homie we stylin we ain't with the god yuh
Hittem with the 3am, 3am
Treat this homie to my mom
If he wanna act friendly on the bomb
Then I bomb f*ck your mom
Vietnam in this heart
You get caught like pokemon, real sh*t
My b*tch, untill I'm gona die
Real sh*t, blackmail, black thick, black b*tch
All that f*cking sh*t, you told I wouldn't do it
But you think that I'm the snitch, b*tch i'm not the snitch
f*ck that sh*t, untill you get treat, you get multiple b*tches
f*ck that, b*tch what you know, lemme think keep that
You ain't sh*t man, you ain't getting racks
Motherf*cker, untill I'm gonna diss you
That blow right through you motherf*cker
Real sh*t, you a real b*tch
We was talking blackmail, black b*tch
What you know, Real sh*t, I'm a real impression
f*ck that, never f*cking tell, what the f*ck is the story
Motherf*cker