Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blink Twice, artist - pre kai ro. Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blink Twice |
| I’m ‘bout to |
| Break bread with the enemies |
| 'Bout to find out if I’m really better but I better be |
| 'Cause if they spit it and I’m with it then I’ll let ‘em be |
| Don’t want no smoke cause I’m tryna be a better me |
| I better see a 100k on my desk I gotta flex |
| Wear a 100 chains on my chest |
| These fuckin' squares better circle up and cut my cheques |
| They tryna buy me cause I got next |
| I got |
| 20 thousand coming for a verse though |
| Tried to trip me up but I really came in first though |
| I’m the type of motherfuckin' nigga with a fur coat |
| I’m the type of motherfucker drive a twin turbo |
| Herbal |
| Rolled up in a element |
| I be spittin' venom when I kill ‘em for the hell of it |
| I got hella loud, and she want me to sell a bit |
| She said she like my song but I got hella shit |
| I used to be a miskeen guy |
| Miskeen creps with a miskeen ride |
| Then I had a vision, couple years go by |
| Now I’m really living like a dream so I wake up |
| With a motherfuckin' blunt on the table |
| Spark that shit, then I smoke it to the face so |
| I can levitate, never wait on a payroll |
| I believe in fate cause I make it when I say so |
| Wait though |
| I got problems now |
| Fake niggas tryna make it off my sound |
| Fake bitches tryna know where I be now |
| All because I’ll make a milli from a hobby now |
| Make a milli from the track |
| Spend a milli on the loud |
| Trust me I got hella millis coming in n out |
| Its not about the money bitch, that’s not what I’m about |
| Nah that’s not what I’m about |
| So fuck what you heard 'cause I’m moving like a fuckin' loose cannon |
| Your boo fannin' when the Bentley coupe standin' |
| Off the coast of Morocco |
| Better call up Blacko |
| Better let him know that I’m the motherfuckin' Chapo |
| Drop hoes, in an instant |
| Blink twice, and she missed it |
| She got a new man, he’s a dipshit |
| You can’t tell me nothin' about this shit |
| But she gon' follow her addiction |
| Find another man that she can live with |
| Find another me who never did shit |
| She just need the dollar for the wishlist |
| She said that cash rules everything around her problems |
| Cream get the money so that maybe she could solve ‘em |
| I told her baby this ain’t nothin' and I got it |
| Said I like her dress even thought I fuckin' bought it |
| Hold up, didn’t she know me before the fame? |
| Didn’t she tell me that she ain’t really tryna get paid |
| Off the verses that I made where I talk about my days |
| And I write about this bitch and I’m losing it like may-day |
| Hey wait, why she lose it when I say Drake? |
| Why she only fuckin' with me on my pay day? |
| What would Ye say? |
| Too many rappers treat the motherfuckin' studio like it’s a fuckin' playdate |
| Wait wait, what these fakes tryna say say? |
| Why these beggars coming my way way? |
| All they really droppin' is the hate |
| And I’m never fuckin' late when I say that I |
| Drop hoes, in an instant |
| Blink twice, and she missed it |
| She got a new man, he’s a dipshit |
| You can’t tell me nothin' about this shit |
| But she gon' follow her addiction |
| Find another man that she can live with |
| Find another me who never did shit |
| She just need the dollar for the wishlist |