Blasian Lyrics by Nba Youngboy


Bought my nitch a Birken bag
But you cool up on they ass
I told you leave ’cause I wasn’t ready
I couldn’t get her out my head

The way you f**k me
Make think that you the one I should be wit’
I feel no pain when I be high
And I be fresher than a b**ch
So I pop Percys, yeah, yeah
Talkin’ ’bout .30’s, yeah, yeah
Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeah

I pop Xy’s yeah, yeah
Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah
Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah
That’s that blasian, yeah, yeah

I love that girl to death
She did some s**t that I can’t let slide
She know when we slide
We be tyin’ up your set, no lie
She know that I got that s**t
She want to get up wit’ and hide

She not that I don’t tolerate no n**ga
Hit him with that fire
Young rich n**ga wit’ a whole lotta critics
But I can’t be mad wit’ a lotta b**ches
Forty-thousand back in, spent soon as I get it
Errybody that talk don’t know how I’m livin’

I ain’t got no bae, I ain’t catchin’ no feelin’s
We ain’t gotta be together for to make some millions
She was just my friend and I wind up hittin’ it
But outta me can’t get no commitment
Fenti, Gucci, Louis
Gucci, Balmain, Prada
B**ch tryna test her luck
Yeah, she want Balenciaga

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Sellin’ ’round booze bike rider
Young n**ga totin’ that choppa
In my red jeans I’m stylin’

Bought my nitch a Birken bag
But you cool up on they ass
I told you leave ’cause I wasn’t ready
I couldn’t get her out my head

The way you f**k me
Make think that you the one I should be wit’
I feel no pain when I be high
And I be fresher than a b**ch
So I pop Percys, yeah, yeah
Talkin’ ’bout .30’s, yeah, yeah
Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeah

I pop Xy’s yeah, yeah
Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah
Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah
That’s that blasian, yeah, yeah

Three or at times I gave her two
I had five I was gon’ take
Yah-yah, what I do to you
What the f**k 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 main one

Bought my ex 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’
blasian, no, honey you fine versuri.online
We not together and she not even tryin’
I made her a Slime

Bought my nitch a Birken bag
But you cool up on they ass
I told you leave ’cause I wasn’t ready
I couldn’t get her out my head

The way you f**k me
Make think that you the one I should be wit’
I feel no pain when I be high
And I be fresher than a b**ch
So I pop Percys, yeah, yeah
Talkin’ ’bout .30’s, yeah, yeah
Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeahdeine
I pop Xy’s yeah, yeah
Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah
Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah
That’s that blasian, yeah, yeah …


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