40 BLOW lyrics

[Intro]
D. Rein
YDNA

[Verse 1: Pocket Juice]
Aye, do this sh*t, cuz I'm a f*ckin' Sc*m
Lose a bet, why you run
Steady talkin' won't do none, start my truck
b*tch, I'm crusin' through my city high as f*ck
That's just where it's at, Taz gang f*ckin' sh*t up
You a simple basic mother f*cker, talkin' sh*t, you get f*cked
Put that 40 to your skull, it'll come in clutch, I ain't never pus*y
Up in any situation, b*tch, why you twitchin' boy?
Came through with a fully loaded on me, doin' crime
Surfs up, surf super soakin', charged as f*ck, swingin' at a pus*y n*gga
He ain't tough, pull up, eyes on road, 214, you ain't show, that so
pus*y hoe, too slow, I'ma make that 40 blow

[Verse 2: Triine]
Pull up behind the Coupe, shoot, shoot, on your dumb ass
Watch me pull that skrt, they don't know my worth
Heavy with the work, b*tches steady lurk, I can see you upset
Don't mind pull a nine empty out the duffel bag
Gang in this b*tch, tommy fully loaded, pointed at your face
Make a n*gga b*tch give me face, Swanton Bomb in that clit
Every n*gga in the gang hit, talk sh*t, talk sh*t, hit him with that pump
He a easy lick, I know you don't know b*tch
Ski mask lights out, ski mask lights out
[Verse 3: 6ix9ine]
Pump to his chest, 40 in the TEC, run up, leave him wet
His b*tch gave me neck, sippin' on that Tech
Keep that chrome on my side, split his head wide
On that type of time, n*ggas down to ride, I ain't gotta lie
You would think your b*tch love me when she calling my phone
She keep blowing up my sh*t, I told her, "Leave me alone"
This b*tch wanted me to f*ck, I only wanted the dome
Heard his n*ggas talking sh*t, but they don't want no smoke
When I get that f*ckin' mop, it's a different approach
n*ggas think that they a giant, but they really a roach
n*ggas choke, when it blow, big pole, with a scope
No reload, watch him fall, 40 blow him down the road, gang