BLO A KISS Lyrics Yung Fazo
What I say? Uh
I say, “You can’t keep up” (Uh)
I’m brown Justin Bieber (Go)
That lil’ *** a diva (Yeah), I *** her then leave her (Yo)
Act like I won’t see her (No), I swear I don’t need your love
Yeah, in love with the racks, yeah (Yo), yeah, I’m blowing her back, yeah (Yuh)
Yeah, I keep it a stack, yeah (Yo), motion be bringing me back, woah (Woo)
But that lil’ *** bad as ***, she mad as ***, I’m bringing her home (Woo)
Yeah, this is no average truck, it’s back as ***, the tint be so low (Woo)
Every time I’m on a roll, I drop it then go, you know that we swervin’ the whip (Okay)
They know I really be cold, but I didn’t know you wanted me, bring out th_ *** (Xion Orion)
I’m finna *** up the store, I walk in the ho, I’m r_ally just breaking yo’ *** (Uh, break in yo’ ***)
We finna bust through the door (Yeah), I’m playing, woah, we really [in love with the clit’?] (In love with the clit’)
We got a whole lot [?], we on they throat, the way the 808’s hit (Oh, ***, yeah)
I know some mo’*** bums, they finna go dumb, just ’cause they go put on a fit (Fit)
Told her I love and run, I think that *** fun, no way that she throwin’ a fit
I gotta live it fun, so I get that love, so I’ma just blow her a kiss
I wanted two at one time, I made a lil’ [?], I’m scratching that *** off the list (Go)
I made a whole lot of racks, don’t pull from no stack (Woah), I don’t wonder what’s in yo’ *** (Woah)
Yeah, my pockets super-sized, and them *** mad I double this *** like a glitch (Woah)
Walk in this bit’ looking fly (Fly, yeah), she blowing my ***, I really gotta cut off that *** (Let go, t-huah)
You really wish you was living like this (This)
You really wish you was off of the drugs, and fell in love for money *** (Money ***)
You really wish you could call up the plug and they pulling on five minute *** (Five minute ***)
She finna pull up in all the pajamas, I see the buttons, I beat up that ***
We got a whole lot of mo’***’ guns (Yeah), we bringing the Drac’s, on OVO *** (Ye-ye-yeah)
How could you say that I’m not going dumb? I [ran out of time?], I flooded my wrist (Yeah, flooded my wrist)
I wish that my mom would call me a bum, but look at me now, she proud as a *** (Proud as a ***)
Whole lot of mo’***’ hoes (Yeah), oh, who is it ’bout when I say, “I’m proud of my ***”
[Tell a *** up from the G.O.A.T’s?] (Oh)
Say, “I’m just in that mode where I just wan’ work on my ***” (Damn)
Whole lotta mo’***’ dough (Damn), my pockets hang low, momma said I be saying this *** (Saying this ***)
I knew that I been had my [?] (Tell ya’)
I was just really waiting on love (Trying to wait on love)
I was really upset as a *** (Huh)
Heard that’s yo’ love? Tell mo’***’s you suck (Uh, say they suck)
I had to go and just flood my wrist
I had to two-tone [the back of my love?]
When I pop percs they gon’ be like, “Who this?”
Look at the ***, I put on what I want (Do this *** when I want)
Yeah (If you listen to *** Yung Fazo (***), your opinion does not matter)