Blasian

Them yeah' yeah’s over

Mmm, yeah, uh

(DeAnthony my nigga)

Slime

Balmain withcho birken bag, bae you guwap on they ass

I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready

I couldn’t get her out my head

The way you fuck me make me think that you the one I should be wit'

I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch

So I pop perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop perkys)

Talkin' 'bout 30's, yeah, yeah (talkin' 'bout 30's)

Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah

Wit’ hydrocodone, yeah, yeah (hydrocodone)

I pop ecstasy yeah, yeah

Half a xanax, yeah, yeah (half a xan)

Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah

That’s that blasian, yeah, yeah

I love that girl to death

She did some shit that I can't let slide

She know when we slide

We be tearin’ up your set, no lie

She know that I got that shit

She want to get away and hide

She not that I don't tolerate no nigga (boom, bow)

Hit him with that fire

Young rich nigga wit' a whole lotta critics

But I can't be mad wit’ a whole lotta benjis (let's go)

Forty-thousand backend, spent soon as I get it (oh, yeah, let's go)

Everybody that talk don't know how I'm livin' (they don't know)

I ain't got no bae, I ain't catchin' no feelings (yah)

We ain't gotta be together for to make some millions (I know)

She was just my friend and I whined up hittin' it (that's right)

But out me can't get no commitment (that's right)

Fendi, Gucci, Louis (and Louis)

Gucci, balmain, Prada (and Prada)

Bitch tryna test her luck (her what?)

Yeah, she want balenciaga (balenciaga)

Dirt bike, supreme goggles (go)

Saint laurent boots, bike rider

Young nigga totin' that choppa

Amiri jeans I'm stylin'

Balmain withcho birken bag, bae you guwap on they ass

I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready

I couldn't get her out my head

The way you fuck me make me think that you the one I should be wit'

I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch

So I pop perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop perkys)

Talkin' 'bout 30's, yeah, yeah (talkin' 'bout 30's)

Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah

Wit' hydrocodone, yeah, yeah (with hydrocodone)

I pop ecstasy yeah, yeah

Half a xanax, yeah, yeah (half a xan)

Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah

That's that blasian, yeah, yeah

Three lortabs I gave her two

I had five I was gon' take

Yaya, what I do to you?

What the fuck is it gon' take?

Percocet's and off that drink

I might learn another language

Took a xan, now I can't think

And I'm not knowin' where my mind went

I buy my x from the bottom

Shawty tweakin', she don't know what she tryin'

To keep it real, she don't know where she ridin'

Society where them people be dyin'

I'm in the north where my life on the line

I'm wit' my niggas, everybody got iron

Blasian, you know, honey you fine

We not together and she not even tryin'

I made her a slime (slatt)

Balmain withcho birken bag, bae you guwap on they ass

I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready

I couldn't get her out my head

The way you fuck me make me think that you the one I should be wit'

I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch

So I pop perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop perkys)

Talkin' 'bout 30's, yeah, yeah (talkin' 'bout 30's)

Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah

Wit hydrocodeine, yeah, yeah (hydroceidone)

I pop ecstasy yeah, yeah

Half a xanax, yeah, yeah (half a xan)

Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah

That's that blasian, yeah, yeah