"Blastoise" lyrics

"Blastoise"

Don't talk shit if you can't handle the heat
I've been smoking on that gas so it's getting hard to see
I got niggas talking down but they never got receipts
Yeah, this shit not a game, nigga, we not playing Wii

I got niggas that gon' slide tonight, oh
Niggas talking shit, yeah, you gon' die, try to survive, whoa
I can't trust these niggas, I can see it in they eyes, whoa
Niggas switching up, yeah, the niggas switching sides, whoa
Tired of all these niggas lying, tired of all the cap
And I'm tired of all these niggas lying, you not getting racks
And I'm writing down all of my lyrics, write 'em down in class
I got niggas talking shit so we gotta run up on they ass
I didn't even wanna do it but them niggas left me no choice
Choppas on my back, looking like I'm fucking Blastoise
Singing on the mic 'cause these niggas need a new voice
In the underground all I do is fucking make noise
Balmain, yeah, you know that's what I rock on my jeans
I've been running shit but a nigga only sixteen
I never snitch 'cause I know I plead the fifth, me
Staying with my niggas, never quit, I stay with my team

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Don't talk shit if you can't handle the heat
I've been smoking on that gas so it's getting hard to see
I got niggas talking down but they never got receipts
Yeah, this shit not a game, nigga, we not playing Wii
Don't talk shit if you can't handle the heat
I've been smoking on that gas so it's getting hard to see
I got niggas talking down but they never got receipts
Yeah, this shit not a game, nigga, we not playing Wii


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