Gotta Blast!

Man, Christian, fuck your song, nigga

Big gun, boy, this shit hold a hunnid
Hell yeah, boy, you know how I'm coming
Niggas cold so I'm bringing the sun in
Pull out the [?], that nigga running
Pull out the choppa and that nigga floated
Married to my choppa and I'm devoted
My choppa private, I can't even show it
I hit that lil' nigga, he didn't even know it
Me and my niggas pull up in the nighttime
Dressed in all black, look like we finna fight crime
You gotta go, I hope you had a nice time
Just like a pirate, I see through the right eye
Just like a virgin, you know I nut hella fast
I popped this pilly before so I better last
This pilly working so I'm getting harder fast
I got to go lil' baby so gotta blast

Brand new Ferrari, that bi'h moving hella fast
I'm in the trap where we smoking on hella pack
That bitch, she a thottie, I know she gon' throw it back
I'm in the field like a mo'fucking quarterback
I get the pack and I score like a touchdown
She wanna fuck as soon as I touch down
I was down bad, lil' bitch, I am up now
I got the Glock, lil' nigga, run up now
Damn, XD got some punch
I just want the face but that bitch on a hunch
That bitch she is nasty, eat dick up for lunch
I'm getting guap out the mo'fucking bunch