BLOUSIN Lyrics – Rob49

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[Intro]
Turn it up, turn me up in the headphones
Turn me up more, man, some more
Yeah
Biggest in this s*it, man, fu*k a n!gga talking about?
Slow motion better than no motion, man
S*it, yeah

[Chorus]
Soon as I wake up, it’s hustle, If you ever played, it’s fu*k you
He a shooter, he don’t scuffle, he blow that horn like David Ruffin
Big ol’ chain, s*it cost a championship ring, I put that on my blousin

Make that call and smackers popping out, b!tch, don’t get hit ’bout money

[Verse 1]
We selling cane pops, was doing the same thing until them crackers came
House party just like Kid ‘n Play, yo’ dog done showed us where you stay
If your gang starving, you ain’t no real n!gga, pu*sy, share your plate
You can see real in my face, pop your top, see what you think
I ain’t get no sleep in a week, I seen more banks than feet
They keep asking who the biggest out, n!gga should’ve knew it’s me (Hm)
House arrest for seven months, I got kicked off the lease (Hm)
Brodie called me from the fu*king feds, said he want Angel Reese
He want Latto sister (Hm), told ’em I’ll pop it for him (Hm)
He been locked up, told him when he touch down, b!tch, I’ma put you on (Hm)
He so use to me fu*king project hoes, I’m tryna show him something (Hm)
He feel like if I fu*k, then he fu*ked, b!tch, that’s my fu*king brother (Hm)
S*itting on n!gga like I took a laxative, catch big 4 in traffic (Hm)
Catch big 4 in lassie, sleep on a fu*king groupie mattress (Hm)
Say I ain’t get that pack in, fu*k n!gga, stop that fu*k capping
You was my dog in high school, see you today, I’ma fu*king smack ya (Hm)
That’s how s*it be, come through solo, I ain’t gotta be ten deep
Put my hoes in CC, big 4 popping out, Lamborghini (Hm)
My girl ’cause will put s*it down, don’t make big 4 call Nikki (Hm)
N!gga rather die than see me shine, well fu*k boy die, you see me
Them moissanites not VV, this here on me is VV
That s*it on VM VV, the pack touch down, that’s TD

I’m on forty pills weekly, when they bust, I’m sleepy
If my ho worth, then she get it, I take care the needy
I take care my of people, I take care of my dogs in jail
I take care of my uncle, locked up right now with a L

[Pre-Chorus]
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Yeah

[Chorus]
Soon as I wake up, it’s hustle, If you ever played, it’s fu*k you
He a shooter, he don’t scuffle, he blow that horn like David Ruffin
Big ol’ chain, s*it cost a championship ring, I put that on my blousin
Make that call and smackers popping out, b!tch, don’t get hit ’bout money

[Verse 2]
I ain’t none of that talking, get on your knees, b!tch, treat me like a God
Brodie play with cars, he come back with them toys like Santa Claus
We pop out all kind of cars, ask G, we break the law
2021, setup shop in BR, n!gga think I’m from the north

[Outro]
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