Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song B.L.O.W., artist - Tory Lanez. Date of issue: 03.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
B.L.O.W. |
| Yeah, look |
| 2006, these niggas hated |
| But I told them I would make it from the bottom |
| Look, I made this shit possible, baby, I’m back on the shits |
| My baby looked at me like, «damn it, I hate when you back on the shits» |
| Looked at it like this |
| I-I-I gotta stack it and flip |
| Yeah, this my Fargo shit man |
| I go, I go missin' for a month and this is what you do |
| Wait, I’ma take y’all way back, way, way back |
| Before the old school, before the Maybach |
| Whoever came back |
| And put the Maple Leaf on the Jays hat |
| I was on court chillin' with my niggas |
| On the corner fuckin' with the felons |
| Wishin' for the Honda Civic |
| Pacin', smokin' outta staircases in the ceilin' |
| Dawg, I just want a new job |
| Want my old girl to get a boob job |
| Want my new girl to get a new job |
| Yellin', «2Pac, 2Pac, 2Pac» |
| Two Glocks strapped all up on my waist |
| For any nigga trippin' around my way |
| Mini Mac, strapped for haters in the back |
| In this mini black JanSport backpack |
| Nigga, matter fact, uh |
| Rollin' blunts with my nigga Rocky |
| All we do is go, all we do is go, all we do is go |
| No, no, ain’t shit can stop me |
| I remember nights, uh |
| Livin' check to check to check to check |
| Fuckin' hoes neck to neck to neck to neck to neck to neck to neck to neck, wait |
| (She ain’t fuckin' with Fargo) |
| I don’t be stressin' these hoes |
| Ridin' around with that thing |
| You shitted on me |
| I, I don’t be stressin' these hoes |
| I just pour liquor for niggas, that’s it |
| I do not fuck with you though |
| You shitted on me |
| And I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow |
| I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow |
| Wait, niggas hatin' on me like I ain’t pay for it, I ain’t slave for it |
| Wasn’t workin' night to night to day for it |
| Had to wait for it, had to spend a couple extra days for it |
| Bitch, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know |
| Couple bitches that go hand in head |
| I’m talkin', hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe, wait |
| Hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe |
| I heard so-and-so is in your new car |
| Two friends for my two dawgs |
| See I love a bitch that got a few flaws |
| Show my old bitches to my new broads |
| I got old bitches, I got new hoes |
| New flows, cars, clothes |
| Bentley whip, Ferrari doors |
| I’m Ari Gold in Entourage |
| I’m fuckin' hoes that’s on your squad, uh |
| Fargo, call me Argentina |
| Hate to be the reason |
| Why your dream bitches never get to see ya |
| Never, ever, ever, ever, ever |
| Me forever, ever, ever, ever, ever? |
| Hell yeah, niggas jealous of us |
| Gettin' hella, hella, hella, hella chedder |
| Got an elevator in my Hella Yela |
| Women love me like I’m on the Ellen show |
| Hella bars for my felon flow |
| Niggas hella hard hearin' blind to 'em |
| Gotta hit 'em with that Helen Keller flow |
| I fucked a lot of bitches, Lord forgive me |
| Father God, know I did a lot of sinnin' |
| Now, I’m watchin' every one of my decisions |
| 'Cause I know the fact that even though I’m livin' |
| Nigga livin' under 'only God conditions' |
| So in my position |
| Gotta mob on the competition |
| Gotta squab on the opposition |
| Audemaur got me fuckin' every damn bitch in there like |
| «Dawg, dawg, I got all the bitches» |
| Subtractin' all you weak hoes |
| Stack money, money 'til it’s all addition, wait |
| I, I don’t be stressin' these hoes |
| I just pour liquor for niggas, that’s it |
| I do not fuck with you though |
| You shitted on me |
| And I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow |
| I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow on you |
| I can’t wait to blow |