Blame lyrics

I ain’t talking bout no size, .26 up on my waist
That boy a crash dummy, yeah I can’t hear what he sayin’
Why the f*ck you conversate, when you know it’s not your
Slide, wet that block up, yeah my bullets like some rain

Why the f*ck am I, the one always to blame?
Why the f*ck am I, the one always to blame?

(?) hell yeah, yeah she givin’ that good brain
If you run up on me, you lookin stupid
I’m tryna make a way, now I got the blueprint
I don’t want you back, stupid b*tch I ain’t yo Cupid
Ima leave that boy brains on the floor
I told him “sh*t, I’d kill myself before I f*ck with that whore”
I ain’t mean to pull the trigger, aw sh*t my finger itched
Boy I’m practically yo dad, no I won’t call you son of a b*tch
And I’ma shoot that f*ckin (?)

Keep my namе out yo mouth
Keep my name out yo mouth
I’m starting to think you like di*k
They bitin’ all thе swag like some ticks
Ima call the shots and i could get you gone quick
Ima call the shots, Ima call the shots, Ima call the shots