​blessed (fed ex) lyrics

[Intro]
Vampire

[Verse]
Smoking on this gas pack, sh*t got me in Zen
Her friends gas her up, so she think she a ten
This ho' got me bent, smoking on this za', you can tell by my stench
Najma all stars, y'all be on the bench
All this drip on me, but I ain't even drenched
Really jugging n*ggas like the motherf*cking Grinch, n*gga
Throw him fake ten's, then I told him: «Go fetch»
His music really ass, need to put that sh*t to rest
He was bugging off them pills, call him Famous Dex
Drive by on his hood, leave that whole block a wreck
n*gga keep chatting, he gon' get f*cking decked
This ho' be sucking di*k, I ain't giving her a peck
If you on your period, you still gon' give me neck
f*ck a Nike Tech, n*gga, you can't dress
Lil Yuke blessed, I'ma say it with my chest
Give your ho back with her hair in a mess
Only going up, I can't even make less
I know how to sell, little n*gga, I can't stress
Only making checks, Lil Yuke, DJ PHAT, n*gga, we up next
Nat at the crib told my n*gga he got next
Same day shipping with these pills, n*gga, call me Fed Ex
n*ggas know my swag, n*ggas know my steez
Switchy with a beam, n*gga, you can't touch me
You can't touch my team, we just too elite
Ho' gon' suck me up, I don't need to beat my meat
n*ggas must be sped if he want a free feat
Leave a f*ck n*gga with a bloody white tee
Walk up in the trap house, n*gga, this sh*t reek
Really in the field, give a f*ck if I'm a teen
Sold him fake drop, now he lacking off that lean
[Outro]
Lacking off that lean, n*gga