Gotta Blast

I'm a bandman, countin' bands man off the kickstand
Catch me in the trap with Tay Kay 47
Don't play with us new Draco for my weapon
Young diego money but call me the juugg man
Neck all gold, know we toting poles
30 with the red dot, aim it at your nose
Look at my wrist
It'll leave you froze
We ain't smoking on no gram, I'm smoking out a bowl
One phone call and have my shooters at your throat
They don't want smoke, know we love smoke
Got all white diamonds like a pound of coke
You can come to the hood if you want the ****
I shoot the k until that ************ shake in smoke
These *****s talking, *****s lame, hese *****s going uh
I put that ************* k into his ******* throat
***** boy make it home
Pop up out the cut, we get up witcha
Smoke him down like a damn Swisher
**** a thot 'cause I need my bands bigger
Thought she was a keeper, but my mans hit her
Yea my mans hit her so I gotta switch her
Yea my mans hit her, I let Blast switch her
Call up Blast yea yea he's a ass kicker
Call up Bay-bBay yea he's a class ditcher
Call a shooter yea I gotta blast *****
Gotta blast leave you in the past *****
I was ditching class for the cash *****
These *****s talking, but I'm on they ass *****
Go get that money, had to get it fast *****
I didn't do no work, just count that cash *****