Текст песни Blow It (feat. Kaliii) - Tay Money , Kali

Kaliii
I got Tay in this bitch, money
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

He actin' scared to spend his money, told him gon' and blow that shit
Diamonds dancin' on my neck like I be dancin' on the dick
It ain't trickin' if you got it, hate a nigga that's fake rich
He actin' stingy with his money, that ain't nothin' I can't fix
Blow it, blow it, yeah, blow it, cash, blow it, bags, blow it, racks
Throw it, yeah, throw it, cash, throw it, bags, throw it fast

Fuck with me, bitch you trippin', make it rain, that shit be drippin'
I ain't pickin' up the phone, he keep callin', shit ridiculous
Got my racks up, laughs up, I'm flexin' on you bitches
He loves my tats, yeah, back up, I got him out here wishin'
Wait, make a wish, blow a bag like a candle
I'm too hot for you to handle
Make him clear the check like a song with a sample
I'm too sexy, Tay Money the example
Duh, I'm with Kaliii we gon' take over your club
He said, "Remember me," I said, "Remember what?"
Blow a bag, bitch, I got my money up, beat a bitch up, yup

He actin' scared to spend his money, told him gon' and blow that shit
Diamonds dancin' on my neck like I be dancin' on the dick
It ain't trickin' if you got it, hate a nigga that's fake rich
He actin' stingy with his money, that ain't nothin' I can't fix
Blow it, blow it, yeah, blow it, cash, blow it, bags, blow it, racks
Throw it, yeah, throw it, cash, throw it, bags, throw it fast

Bitches out here beggin', I ain't really feelin' that (ew)
I got niggas feenin' just to get next to the cat (ooh)
Said I take him out his body, better keep that shit in tact (keep it)
I ain't throwin' shit if he ain't bringin' out them racks (cash)
I ain't what he used to, yeah, the body hit different (ah ah)
Probably with me if he ever went missing
He can give me top, but I ain't with all that kissin' (ooh)
Think I hurt his ego, he can't keep up how I'm livin' (haha)
You can tell when you break a nigga pockets
Know he hate my attitude that shit get outta pocket (damn)
Fuck it, blow that bag, nigga (fuck it), ain't throwin' no money, yeah
You goin' out like a sad nigga (throw it)
Fuck it, my bag bigger (blow it)

He actin' scared to spend his money, told him gon' and blow that shit
Diamonds dancin' on my neck like I be dancin' on the dick
It ain't trickin' if you got it, hate a nigga that's fake rich
He actin' stingy with his money, that ain't nothin' I can't fix
Blow it, blow it, yeah, blow it, cash, blow it, bags, blow it, racks
Throw it, yeah, throw it, cash, throw it, bags, throw it fast

Yeah, money, like duh
I'm with Kaliii, we gon' take over your club
He said, "Remember me," I said "Remember what?"
Blow a bag, bitch, I got my money up