Blasian Songtext
von Tskinz
Blasian Songtext
Ayy, look
I got a Blasian in the south, yeah, she like to run her mouth
But I tell her, "Keep it quiet, I ain′t into makin' sounds"
Shh, shh, that′s the sound of my shh, in her mouth
I can see the back bouncin' when she's dancin′ in the crowd
She know I′m reppin' for the south east, I′m a London boy
You can see me in your frame, baby, this a polaroid
She just wanna shoot a fuckin' film and make a load of noise
Baby, I′ve been workin', makin′ bars, creatin' flows, but it's nothin′
Sippin′ on the Cognac, she be sippin' Robitussin
Tryna get the cash, you know that I ain′t into lovin'
Fuck the huggin", I was thirteen when I started makin′ somethin', I′m mature and I've been grown, fuck the club, you must be buzzin'
I got a Blasian in the south, yeah, she like to run her mouth
But I tell her, "Keep it quiet, I ain′t into makin′ sounds"
Shh, shh, that's the sound of my shh, in her mouth
I can see the back bouncin′ when she's dancin′ in the crowd, huh
She said, "How you get your money, lookin' like you′re doin' F"
Look, I know that you got money, T, you're different to the rest
I said, "Baby, we′re the same, the city boys do it the best"
Yeah, the gang been gettin′ money, does he scam or he finesse?
I don't know, switch the flow, but not my bros, I couldn′t go
That's a motive anytime I get a bookin′ for a show
She just wanna drop it down, she hella freaky with no clothes, I love this lightie with an attitude, but she just talk the most
How you call me little bro? You never made no twenty bands
Or a thirty or a forty or a fifty, matter of fact
I was workin' off my arse, I never had to hit the trap
But my boy, you know we whip anytime he in the lab
I′ve been in the studio without the woes, I hope you listen
Tryna get another check, I ain't impressin' any women
That′s one fiddy on the dash and with this wap, make a killin′
That's one fiddy on the dash and with this wap, make a—
I got a Blasian in the south, yeah, she like to run her mouth
But I tell her, "Keep it quiet, I ain′t into makin' sounds"
Shh, shh, that′s the sound of my shh, in her mouth
I can see the back bouncin' when she′s dancin' in the crowd
I got a Blasian in the south, yeah, she like to run her mouth
But I tell her, "Keep it quiet, I ain′t into makin' sounds"
Shh, shh, that′s the sound of my shh, in her mouth
I can see the back bouncin' when she's dancin′ in the crowd
She know I′m reppin' for the south east, I′m a London boy
You can see me in your frame, baby, this a polaroid
She just wanna shoot a fuckin' film and make a load of noise
Baby, I′ve been workin', makin′ bars, creatin' flows, but it's nothin′
Sippin′ on the Cognac, she be sippin' Robitussin
Tryna get the cash, you know that I ain′t into lovin'
Fuck the huggin", I was thirteen when I started makin′ somethin', I′m mature and I've been grown, fuck the club, you must be buzzin'
I got a Blasian in the south, yeah, she like to run her mouth
But I tell her, "Keep it quiet, I ain′t into makin′ sounds"
Shh, shh, that's the sound of my shh, in her mouth
I can see the back bouncin′ when she's dancin′ in the crowd, huh
She said, "How you get your money, lookin' like you′re doin' F"
Look, I know that you got money, T, you're different to the rest
I said, "Baby, we′re the same, the city boys do it the best"
Yeah, the gang been gettin′ money, does he scam or he finesse?
I don't know, switch the flow, but not my bros, I couldn′t go
That's a motive anytime I get a bookin′ for a show
She just wanna drop it down, she hella freaky with no clothes, I love this lightie with an attitude, but she just talk the most
How you call me little bro? You never made no twenty bands
Or a thirty or a forty or a fifty, matter of fact
I was workin' off my arse, I never had to hit the trap
But my boy, you know we whip anytime he in the lab
I′ve been in the studio without the woes, I hope you listen
Tryna get another check, I ain't impressin' any women
That′s one fiddy on the dash and with this wap, make a killin′
That's one fiddy on the dash and with this wap, make a—
I got a Blasian in the south, yeah, she like to run her mouth
But I tell her, "Keep it quiet, I ain′t into makin' sounds"
Shh, shh, that′s the sound of my shh, in her mouth
I can see the back bouncin' when she′s dancin' in the crowd
Writer(s): Tyler Skinner, Nero Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
