Let It Blow lyrics

[Chorus: Cuban Doll]
Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow
We don't talk to snitches
We don't f*ck with hoes
You fake ass rappers 'bout to get exposed
I just seen't yo mama at the corner store
Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow
We don't talk to snitches
We don't f*ck with hoes
You fake ass rappers 'bout to get exposed
I just seen't yo mama at the corner store

[Verse 1: Cuban Doll]
Look b*tch, you a dirty ass trick
Always got yo hand out
I'm Cuban Doll, I stand out
That's why I brought my mans out
'Cuz I got them bands now
'Cuz we in a Benz now
Break it down, smoke a pound
It's a damn shame how they change for the fame
f*ck a name, I'm in the game, I make it rain
You's a lame, I pull a stain
You ain't gang, you need a pass to hang
'Fo I snatch yo chain
Murk your ass and catch a plane
Cuban Savage, I'm insane
I don't do no talkin' b*tch
'Cuz there ain't nothin' to talk about
Pull up to the murder scene, b*tches wanna talk it out
I'ma pull that choppa out, bullets make 'em walk it out
Now this b*tch forgot about that gangsta sh*t you not about
[Chorus: Cuban Doll]
Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow
We don't talk to snitches
We don't f*ck with hoes
You fake ass rappers 'bout to get exposed
I just seen't yo mama at the corner store
Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow
We don't talk to snitches
We don't f*ck with hoes
You fake ass rappers 'bout to get exposed
I just seen't yo mama at the corner store

[Verse 2: Molly Brazy]
f*ck the opposite and f*ck 12, man they ain't stoppin' sh*t
Hoes di*k biting, if I had one, you'd be toppin' it
I'm droppin' sh*t
Yeah my name is molly, I ain't poppin' it
Four with a high tech and a Fanta, swear I'm high as sh*t
All these b*tches lyin' talkin' 'bout they takin' trips
Rob yo hoe out the stick then I put 40 in yo b*tch
I won't miss, like I'm swiping, n*gga all my pieces hitting
I'll never trust a goofy, all you b*tches counterfeit
I don't know why these b*tches hate me, I don't never hate
Slide down yo block with the K and they b*tches elevate
Say they put money on my head, well get it back b*tch, I ain't dead
Yeah b*tch that's what I said
Free my brother, f*ck the feds
[Chorus: Cuban Doll]
Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow
We don't talk to snitches
We don't f*ck with hoes
You fake ass rappers 'bout to get exposed
I just seen't yo mama at the corner store
Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow
We don't talk to snitches
We don't f*ck with hoes
You fake ass rappers 'bout to get exposed
I just seen't yo mama at the corner store