"blake went forgi" lyrics

Jump in that shit and make way
New money, it's a great day
My shooter a Great Dane
I'm finna fuck this bitch, I'm off Xanax pills, it's night and day
I'm gon' f- and shoot that shit down like a parliament
And more money, you barring me
Stop that, ho, you starting it
I hope my BM die tonight
Popouts gettin' ballsy
I just told this lil' bitch, "Suck my dick whenever you call me"
I know all the opps be mad 'cause they ain't never popped me
Bad lil' bitch, she popped it
I ball out like Gronkowski, I'm on my Gronk shit
Told that bitch like, "Don't shout to me"
I start ballin'
I don't care that you don't rock with me
I went Forty, Forty, Forty
I'm fin' knock her boots, uh huh, Dorthy, Dorthy
And my choppa fuck you like orgy, orgy
And I put my M4 where my Porsche be, Porsche be
Put that hot shit on, I'm TopKid Scorch-Me, Scorch-Me
I hope my BM die tonight, even though, yeah, it's morbidly
You better shoot yo' iron on sight, I ain't gon' lie, you goin' me
Blake just called my phone, that lil' nigga went AMG-Forgi', Forgi', For-uh, Damn, Blake!
With the Forgi's
Can't wait 'til True indorse me
Want smoke? Let's have a war meet
Bitch, my V10 where the Horse be
And that bitch say "Blackwing", how ya' don't know?
If she trap me
It could get low-low
I'm smoking dope though
These niggas RO-HO
I'm in my O-Zone
I don't abort those
I walk in store, woah
Think I left my bros
I walk in fff- and boast
Get a nigga smoked like Droooooo
-oooohhuuuuuuuu, woah
Ouuuuuuhuuuuhuuuuu
What you talm' 'bout?