Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blender, artist - Jay Critch. Date of issue: 05.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blender |
| Crobz |
| Basso |
| You know I speak for the city when I rap, I’m the hood favorite you know that |
| shit man |
| Talk money gang, big TME |
| Rest in peace the guys man, imma live it up for the guys |
| Can’t never stress that little shit, that shit ain’t nothing |
| Took big losses, man that shit ain’t nothing |
| Having this shit man, big talk money shit |
| Signt the world up, 30! |
| I could never stress a loss, I ain’t worried 'bout it cause I’m having shit |
| In the spot I’m looking for the baddest bitch |
| Eating good, a table full of savages |
| And I’m not with the, he say she say, shooters run down with the sticks like |
| relay |
| Dior hoodie on me look like a towel |
| Water on me, it’s a beach day |
| Hood fav, let me talk to the trenches |
| We was trapping right on the park benches |
| While you pushing your kid on the swing |
| We was pushing whatever you mentioned |
| What you need, we got low and expensive |
| I pop out and I’m looking expensive |
| See the talking, I’m feeling the tension |
| Big toolie, put you in the blender |
| Don’t be a hero, this not the Avengers |
| My brodie gone, now we gotta avenge him |
| And if they spin, we return 'em to sender |
| And that’s God nigga |
| Give it back to my moms just for them days used to pray to God with us |
| She the reason why I go hard with it |
| Clips loaded and the cars tinted |
| Chip reading all the cards hitting, and it’s real shit bitch it’s authentic |
| Crib with the pool, my wrist on Jacuzzi |
| Know niggas changing their life off the UE’s |
| Big body whip, I can’t fit in the two seat |
| I gotta put all my trust in my toolie |
| Run up, I make it start singing like Toosii |
| I could never stress a loss, I ain’t worried 'bout it cause I’m having shit |
| In the spot I’m looking for the baddest bitch |
| Eating good, a table full of savages |
| And I’m not with the, he say she say, shooters run down with the sticks like |
| relay |
| Dior hoodie on me look like a towel |
| Water on me, it’s a beach day |
| Hood fav, let me talk to the trenches |
| We was trapping right on the park benches |
| While you pushing your kid on the swing |
| We was pushing whatever you mentioned |
| What you need, we got low and expensive |
| I pop out and I’m looking expensive |
| See the talking, I’m feeling the tension |
| Big toolie, put you in the blender |
| Top down in the middle of summer, my wrist is still in December |
| I don’t like these niggas and imma make it known, bitch it’s only the members |
| Big ice on the chains, and I wear this shit wherever whenever |
| Shorty pull up back then she try to curve, gave her dick to remember |
| She a bird, I ain’t picking no feathers |
| I was broke, had to drip in the Skechers |
| Niggas pussy, they itching to tell |
| Brodie still in the kitchen with bales |
| Feeling good, put a bitch in Chanel |
| Sike, I’m with the gang throw it up like bikes |
| When I was young, wanna ball like Mike |
| It ain’t work out, but I still got stripes |
| Stripes in the streets and its stripes in the blue hunnids |
| I’m in the V with the strap like, 'Who want it?' |
| We got this shit out the dirt like dune buggies |
| You try to take it from me and you doomed |
| Cartier changing the color of rooms |
| I’m in BK where they giving out tombs |
| Think it’s the ape cause we still having brooms |
| You could get FaceTime’d, you could get Zoom’d |
| I could never stress a loss, I ain’t worried 'bout it cause I’m having shit |
| In the spot I’m looking for the baddest bitch |
| Eating good, a table full of savages |
| And I’m not with the, he say she say, shooters run down with the sticks like |
| relay |
| Dior hoodie on me look like a towel |
| Water on me, it’s a beach day |
| Hood fav, let me talk to the trenches |
| We was trapping right on the park benches |
| While you pushing your kid on the swing |
| We was pushing whatever you mentioned |
| What you need, we got low and expensive |
| I pop out and I’m looking expensive |
| See the talking, I’m feeling the tension |
| Big toolie, put you in the blender |