BLAST

By Z8 (Rapper)

Released on December 26, 2020

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[Verse 1: Averythegoat]

We pulling up in a motherfucking Porsche

Driven so fast I thought it was a horse

And I got such speed it's a speed force

Call me the flash I be moving too fast

Zooming straight to the motherfucking cash

If you want smoke I'll never do the dash

Bitch I stay in my mansion counting cash

Just fucked your bitch last night it was a blast

Pull up, shoot my shot like Steve Nash

This the crew we don't really fuck with you


[Verse 2: Simplychase]

ACED Gang on the motherfucking track

Counting all this paper all this motherfucking cash

See an opp, damn hide the motherfucking stash

We doing donuts and you know we finna crash

Whole gang in the motherfucking whip

Dip, lean, swag, and you know I got the drip

Sipping on a soda, yeah I'm sipping on a Pibb

Met her at a party then I took her to my crib

She threw me on my bad started sucking on my dick

Head game strong got me doing backflips

Head game strong got me doing backflips

Nigga, head game strong got me doing back flips


[Verse 3: Donnbemovin]

Head game strong got her doing backflips

Dip, lean, fendi, and you know we got the drip

Got the money and you know we finna leave a tip

Aye, do the dash

Money rolling, and you know we got the cash

And you know we got the stash, cheddar

And I'm marching like a motherfucking feather

Like a bird finna fly

Going ghost disappear in the sky

Got the goggles and you know I'm finna spy

Tippy, tippy

Tippy toe

Finna rap to this beat really slow

Bout to spit on this shit switch my flow

Switching lanes

Iced out chains

On my neck

Bout to fly in a jet, in the sky

Drive by to your house

And you know you in the trap like a mouse

Got the cheese

Need fabreze, in your house

And you know you bout to sit on the couch

In your room

Put that bitch, ah ah, in the room

And you know you got to get the fucking spoon

For the cream

Ice cream

Strawberry

And you know you bout to get the fucking cherry

Pop that shit like a motherfucking cheery

It is red, aye

Like blood, aye

And you know you in the streets like a thug, aye

And you know you like, ah, aye bitch

And you know she tryna suck on my dick


[Verse 4]

And you know she's tryna suck on my dick

And you know she's tryna suck on my dick

Bad bitch, pretty face and she thick

Don't need no makeup she don't need lipstick

She said why all of my weed gotta stick

She said look at all the g's that I've spent

Look at the g's that I'm with

We all counting cheese in the whip

Tattoo'd Z on her tit

Life is a movie a clip

I'm LSD I make them trip

ACED Gang and we thoomin

Y'all out here riding the wave

This is the path that I paved

I'm in this 'till my grave

Living my life on a stage

You burnt like microwaves