Blasian – Youngboy Nba lyrics

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Blasian lyrics
Bought my nitch a Birken bag but you cool up on they a*s
I told you leave ’cause I wasn’t ready
I couldn’t get her out my head
The way you .. me make think that you the one I should be wit’
I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a b***h
So I pop Percys, yeah, yeah (I pop Percys)
Talkin’ ’bout .30’s, yeah, yeah (Talkin’ ’bout .30’s)
Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off Codeine)
I pop Xy’s yeah, yeah
Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah
That’s that Blasain, yeah, yeah

I love that girl to death
She did some s**t that I can’t let slide
She know when we slide
We be tyin’ up your set, no lie
She know that I got that s**t
She want to get up wit’ and hide
She not that I don’t tolerate no n***a
Hit him with that fire
Young rich n***a wit’ a whole lotta critics
But I can’t be mad wit’ a lotta bitches (Let’s go)
Forty-thousand back in, spent soon as I get it (Oh, yeah, let’s go)
Errybody that talk don’t know how I’m livin’ (They don’t know)
I ain’t got no bae, I ain’t catchin’ no feelin’s (Yah)
We ain’t gotta be together for to make some millions (i know)
She was just my friend and I wind up hittin’ it (That’s right)
But outta me can’t get no commitment (That’s right)
Fenti, Gucci, Louis (And Louis)
Gucci, Balmain, Prada (And Prada)
B***h tryna test her luck (Her what?)
Yeah, she want Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
.. by Supreme goggles (Go)
Sellin’ ’round booze bike rider (Huh)
Young n***a totin’ that choppa (Hrrrt)
In my red jeans I’m stylin

Bought my nitch a Birken bag but you cool up on they a*s
I told you leave ’cause I wasn’t ready
I couldn’t get her out my head
The way you .. me make think that you the one I should be wit’
I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a b***h
So I pop Percys, yeah, yeah (I pop Percys)
Talkin’ ’bout .30’s, yeah, yeah (Talkin’ ’bout .30’s)
Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off Codeine)
I pop Xy’s yeah, yeah
Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah
That’s that Blasain, yeah, yeah

Three or at times I gave her two
I had five I was gon’ take
Yah-yah, what I do to you?
What the .. is it gon’ take?
Percocet’s and off that drink
I might learn another language
Took a Xan, now I can’t think
And I’m not knowin’ where my main one
Bought my ex from the bottom
Shawty tweakin’, she don’t know what she tryin’
To keep it real, she don’t know where she ridin’
Society where them people be dyin’
I’m in the nawf where my life on the line
I’m wit’ my niggas, everybody got iron
Blasain, no, honey you fine
We not together and she not even tryin’
I made her a Slime (Slatt)

Bought my nitch a Birken bag but you cool up on they a*s
I told you leave ’cause I wasn’t ready
I couldn’t get her out my head
The way you .. me make think that you the one I should be wit’
I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a b***h
So I pop Percys, yeah, yeah (I pop Percys)
Talkin’ ’bout .30’s, yeah, yeah (Talkin’ ’bout .30’s)
Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off Codeine)
I pop Xy’s yeah, versuri-lyrics.info
Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah
That’s that Blasain, yeah, yeahhh.
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