"Blast Off" lyrics

Yeah, nigga
Yeah, nigga
(I love you, Kay)
(They got Wooskii on the mix)
Grrah, grrah, get down

Too deep, two heats, it get cold in the winter
I've been duckin' from the cops, 'cause they show tryna get us
Got my dawg with me, I tell him ''Fetch, go get 'em''
It's a test, if he slide, then I'm comin' right with him
I've seen a nigga hit the ground, it's a man down
Up the switch up on his ass, he scared to put his hands down
All our opps be lackin', 'caught his ass with his pants down
Fo'nem love to walk up on our opps, but he got ran down

We turnin' up, shorty, damn, we like ''Yeah''
She like ''Nuk, do you want some head?'' I'm like ''Yeah''
They like ''Nuk, is you goin' broke?'' I'm like ''No, is you dumb?''
Is you slow? How many cars? I got four, time to hit up Yemen Cheese
Finna buy another store
Fo'nem bought another crate, it just came off the boat
Gettin' cold in this street, [?] gang for the coats
You can't tag me in these streets, I know the game I'mma coach
Brought two 5's down his block, Fo'nem 'bout to flip your car
Bitch, I'm famous, but I'm slidin', they know I'mma shootin' star
He got hit, but tryna run, I know he won't make it far
Get up close, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah

Too deep, two heats, it get cold in the winter
I've been duckin' from the cops, 'cause they show tryna get us
Got my dawg with me, I tell him ''Fetch, go get 'em''
It's a test, if he slide, then I'm comin' right with him
I've seen a nigga hit the ground, it's a man down
Up the switch up on his ass, he scared to put his hands down
All our opps be lackin', 'caught his ass with his pants down
Fo'nem love to walk up on our opps, but he got ran down