Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blow It All , by - YSN Flow. Release date: 03.09.2020
Song language: English
Blow It All |
| She tryna' fuck on the kid |
| Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna' bring all your friends |
| I ran it up |
| Got me a bag |
| I’ma blow it all |
| Then go do again |
| She tryna' fuck on the kid |
| Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna bring all your friends |
| Versace all up on my body |
| I’m flexin', you know that I’m settin' these trends |
| Pocket watchin' like a pussy |
| I can’t keep track of all the money I spend |
| Hate cause we poppin', I call that a fan |
| They flipped the script, I’m stickin' to the plan |
| All white walk in, lookin' like a Xan |
| They been plottin', boy them boys ain’t your friends |
| Can’t trip my Balenci’s came without no laces |
| I see they showin' love to the fakes |
| My niggas was breaking bread before we made it |
| Blow in the field, he keep on catching cases |
| I know some niggas that’s locked in that box |
| They was definitely Roddy, but never got rich |
| I feel like I can’t put trust in nobody |
| These niggas ain’t solid get caught on the flip |
| All my niggas got bodies and sticks |
| Me and my niggas was sharin' clothes |
| But look we finally rich |
| Can’t reminisce about the past days |
| I’m just tryna get my back straight |
| I ran it up |
| Got me a bag |
| I’ma blow it all |
| Then go do it again |
| She tryna' fuck on the kid |
| Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna bring all your friends |
| Versace all up on my body, I’m flexin' |
| You know that I’m settin' these trends |
| Pocket watchin' like a pussy |
| I can’t keep track of all the money I spend |
| Hate cause we poppin', I call that a fan |
| They flipped the script, I’m stickin' to the plan |
| All white walk in, lookin' like a Xan |
| They been plottin', boy them boys ain’t your friends |
| Everybody switchin' up for no reason |
| I’ve been out here, I’ve been fightin' my demons |
| Hoodie on, yeah, it’s really that season |
| Keep your love, cause a nigga don’t need it |
| Fuck the plain jane, bitch I need my shit flooded |
| Bag chasin', overloaded on luggage |
| 2020 whip I don’t need to touch it |
| Just push the button and this bitch get to runnin' |
| This bitch get to runnin', I pull out the choppa, you runnin' |
| That’s not your bitch if you know that we fuckin' |
| Too many hunnids, no time for no lovin' |
| They mad cause I’m up, I turn nothin' to somethin' |
| I ran it up |
| Got me a bag |
| I’ma blow it all |
| Then go do it again |
| She tryna' fuck on the kid |
| Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna bring all your friends |
| Versace all up on my body, I’m flexin' |
| You know that I’m settin' these trends |
| Pocket watchin' like a pussy |
| I can’t keep track of all the money I spend |
| Hate cause' we poppin', I call that a fan |
| Then flip the script, I’m stickin' to the plan |
| All white walk in, lookin' like a Xan |
| They been plottin', boy them boys ain’t your friends |