Tory Lanez - B.L.O.W. lyrics

rate me

Prod. By Play Pica(Intro)

Yeah, look

2006

These niggas hated

But I told em 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 her like this:

I gotta stack it and flip it

Yea, this is Fargo shit man

I go missin' for a month and this is what you do

(Verse)

Wait, I'mma take y'all way back, way way back

From the old school, before the Maybach

Whoever came back

And put the Maple Leaf on the Jays hat

I was on court chilling wit my niggas

On the corner fucking with the felons

Wishing for the Honda Civic

Pacin', smoking out of stair cases, in the ceilin'

Dog, I just want a new job

Want my old girl to get a bloob-job

Want my new girl to get a new job

Yellin' "2pac, 2pac, 2pac!"

Two Glocks strapped up upon my waist

For any nigga trippin' round my way

Mini mac, strapped

For haters in the back

In this mini black jansport backpack

Nigga, matter fact, ah

Rolling blunts wit 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 that shit

Livin' check to check to check to check

Fuckin' whoes neck to, neck to, neck to, neck to, neck

To neck, to neck, to neck, wait

(Bridge)

She ain't fucking Fargo

I don't be stressin' these whoes

Riding around with that thang

You shitted on me

(Hook)

I don't be stressin' these whoes

I just pour liquor for niggas that's it

I do not fuck with you dog

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 x 2

I can't wait to blow

(Verse)

Wait, niggas hating on me like I ain't pay for

I ain't slave for it

Wasn't working 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

Couple bitches that go hand in head

I'm talkin, whoer and whoer and whoer and whoer, wait

Whoer and whoer x 3

I heard so-and-so is in your new car

Two friends for my two dogs

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' whoes that's on your squad

Fargo, call me Argentina

Hate to be the reason

Why your dream bitches never get to see you

Never, ever, ever, ever, ever

Me forever, ever, ever, ever, ever?

Hell yea niggas jealous of us

Getting hella, hella, hella

Got an elevator in my Hella Yala

Women love me like I'm on the Ellen show

Hela bars for my felon flow

Niggas hella hard hearing

Blind to em

Gotta hit em with that Hellen Keller flow

I fucked a lot of bitches, Lord forgive me

Father God know I did a lot of sinning

Now, I'm watchin' every one of my decisions

Cuz I know the fact that even thow I’m livin’

Nigga living under hardly good conditions

So in my position

Gotta MOB on the competition

Gotta squad on the opposition

Audemaur got me fucking every damn bitch in there like

“Dog, dog, I got all the bitches”

Subtractin’ all you weak whoes

Stack money, money, til it’s all addition, wait

(Hook)

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