[Lyric] Inna Blunt SwK2Uhuh2 (Warjely)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
(Go)

[Verse]
(Yeah) I could smell yo' blood (Yeah, yeah)
Raised by the gun
Bullets make him red they make him blush (Yeah, lets go)
In this bitch, bearing arms like Mr. Gus
Feds on the way I had to flush, ay
Middle school crush working at a Subway
I'm ridin' through yo' hood
Finna go and shoot Philly up
Smokin' on Philly
Step on [?] almost broke my achilles
Simp ass nigga, yeah he wish he could kill me
Eating cup noodles, I'm sick of that benny
For a thot bitch, I don't got a penny
Give her Caprisun, can't get hеr no Henny'
Hop in that Bentley, that Bеntley, that Bentley
That Bentley, that Bentley, that Bentley, that Bentley
So many guns like Tony, like Stark
I was on the bus like Rosa, like Parks
Triple cup filled with purple broth
I don't even want her tell her put it back on
Kicked the bitch out, now she on the front lawn
Make his ass bleed like that time of the month
Put him in a blunt, put him in a blunt
Put him in a blunt, put him in a blunt