Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blama , by - Steel BanglezRelease date: 30.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blama |
| Roll up, big boy, blama, blama |
| Mm-mm, Stacey, Anna, Anna |
| Farah, Farah (Yeah) |
| Bro you made me para, para |
| Roll with the soldier (Yeah) |
| Car with the chauffeur |
| Roll with a toaster (Baow) |
| Still get figures and bang |
| I’m verified in the streets (That's right) |
| So when I rap man, take me in |
| I don’t just make up a story like Shiro |
| And I make em all rhyme just to make a hit |
| I used to watch the O.G.'s play with bricks |
| Then post on the block in the latest kicks |
| With their big watches, chains and rings |
| Flooded with ice like a skating rink |
| Guess what, we grew up to be just like them (Like what) |
| Man are shottas like Wayne and Biggs (Biggs) |
| I’m in the bulletproof Range with tints |
| With a gun that I took the face off like Nick (Nicolas Cage) |
| I remember girls used to laugh at us |
| Now they wanna link us and partner up |
| We just give them wood like a carpenter |
| Then chuck 'em in the cab, then laugh at them |
| I’m a N9 classic |
| Man touch me, firearms get brandished (Mm-mm) |
| Jewels on on the opp block |
| When I drive past cah they ain’t that active (Baow) |
| My young tugs still go over there |
| They don’t care bout internal affairs |
| Gyal said «Real niggas are rare» |
| So I guess I’m the man of the year (Boom) |
| Tion Wayne is a fucking boss |
| Don’t try come round here, you’ll get shot |
| They can’t boof me, man them boys are washed |
| They will never make what I spend on a watch (Money) |
| When they see T Wayne, no weapon |
| You should see how they start jetting |
| I don’t even know why they chase and chef him |
| Make him just baow, gave him lessons |
| Roll up, big boy, blama, blama |
| White girl, Stacey, Anna, Anna (Mm-mm, baow) |
| Make man run, Mo Farah, Farah (Yeah) |
| Bro you made me para, para (Sho) |
| In the dance, roll with the soldier (Yeah) |
| Big wap, car with the chauffeur (Baow) |
| Streets cold, roll with a toaster (Boom) |
| Still get figures and bang (Bang) |
| Look who stepped in again (Mm-mm) |
| All I do is sell coke, I picked my side, me and Pepsi ain’t friends |
| Zero L’s, just went global |
| I could have went Hollywood but I stayed local |
| If you wanna know the best word to describe me |
| Get your phone out and Google 'mogul' |
| I might give Mike Skinner a phone call |
| And tell him swap names cause I am the streets |
| Yo, How they run from police? |
| Peak when I give him one in the cheek |
| Real badman, opps see me and skeet |
| Got one West gyal, got one in the east |
| Tion, you don’t want a gyal from East |
| I dunno, I dunno, they’re on too much greaze |
| Leg it, leg it, Olympic ting |
| Leg it, leg it, when they see me they’re jetting |
| Me, I put holes in denim |
| One of my friends will dead him |
| From young man have said I was violent |
| Chew man’s face off like Mike Tyson (Boom) |
| In the Lambo with the seats reclining (Baow) |
| Chicks like me, they don’t know I’m frying |
| Roll up, big boy, blama, blama |
| White girl, Stacey, Anna, Anna (Mm-mm) |
| Make man run, Mo Farah, Farah |
| Bro you made me para, para (Sho) |
| In the dance, roll with the soldier (Yeah) |
| Big wap, car with the chauffeur (Baow) |
| Streets cold, roll with a toaster (Boom) |
| Still get figures and bang (Baow, baow, baow) |
| Blama, blama |
| Stacey, Anna, Anna |
| Mm-mm, Sho |