"Blam Sum" lyrics
They offer you that time, you the type to give your man's up
If rap ever get slow, pull up, bounce out, but put your hands up
I can't cufff you, baby girl, two years ago you let my mans fuck
Make sure the whole fam straight, what the fuck you think this bands for?
I got rich, so when he fall, no doubt about it, I'll pick my mans up
I'm gon' up and get the blowing, that's what I call this bitch a fan for
It's a twenty on his head, that's why them shooters in the van's for
Only kids when we took souls, that's why my homiies popping Xan's for
Sign him up for Zeus, he good at acting on the 'Gram, huh
After we fuck, she tryna sleep, she must don't know I'm finna pam her
Since they booked Durk, can't trust the fam, you niggas probably OTF Jam's
They like, "Think before you play with Lil Von, 'cause he gon' blam sum (A'ight)
TG4L, I'm thanking God, that's what it stand for
I got caught up with a pipe, that's why I sepnt three days on Grand for
Got rich off rap, but I'm still clapping, that's why I'm still in demand for
We know niggas die for less and he a check, so why he playing for?
Got twenty thousand in these pockets, it's kinda hard to keep my pants up
These hoes fucking 'cause I'm [?], so what the fuck I'm out here paying for?
[?] really stayed alive, I guess his homies was really praying for
Chased [?] ass along the E-way, ever since then he ain't been saying nothing
Get back in pipe, 'cause he gon' blow, for real
TG play ball and we gon' score, for real
[?] closed and Popeyes open, [?], but big bro slow, for real
I know a nigga got sixty years, 'cause he got [?]
I wanna fuck on Nicki Minaj, by the time I be off pills and potions still
They offer you that time, you the type to give your man's up
If rap ever get slow, pull up, bounce out, but put your hands up
I can't cufff you, baby girl, two years ago you let my mans fuck
Make sure the whole fam straight, what the fuck you think this bands for?
I got rich, so when he fall, no doubt about it, I'll pick my mans up
I'm gon' up and get the blowing, that's what I call this bitch a fan for
It's a twenty on his head, that's why them shooters in the van's for
Only kids when we took souls, that's why my homiies popping Xan's for
Sign him up for Zeus, he good at acting on the 'Gram, huh
After we fuck, she tryna sleep, she must don't know I'm finna pam her
Since they booked Durk, can't trust the fam, you niggas probably OTF Jam's
They like, "Think before you play with Lil Von, 'cause he gon' blam sum (You know that)
If rap ever get slow, pull up, bounce out, but put your hands up
I can't cufff you, baby girl, two years ago you let my mans fuck
Make sure the whole fam straight, what the fuck you think this bands for?
I got rich, so when he fall, no doubt about it, I'll pick my mans up
I'm gon' up and get the blowing, that's what I call this bitch a fan for
It's a twenty on his head, that's why them shooters in the van's for
Only kids when we took souls, that's why my homiies popping Xan's for
Sign him up for Zeus, he good at acting on the 'Gram, huh
After we fuck, she tryna sleep, she must don't know I'm finna pam her
Since they booked Durk, can't trust the fam, you niggas probably OTF Jam's
They like, "Think before you play with Lil Von, 'cause he gon' blam sum (A'ight)
TG4L, I'm thanking God, that's what it stand for
I got caught up with a pipe, that's why I sepnt three days on Grand for
Got rich off rap, but I'm still clapping, that's why I'm still in demand for
We know niggas die for less and he a check, so why he playing for?
Got twenty thousand in these pockets, it's kinda hard to keep my pants up
These hoes fucking 'cause I'm [?], so what the fuck I'm out here paying for?
[?] really stayed alive, I guess his homies was really praying for
Chased [?] ass along the E-way, ever since then he ain't been saying nothing
Get back in pipe, 'cause he gon' blow, for real
TG play ball and we gon' score, for real
[?] closed and Popeyes open, [?], but big bro slow, for real
I know a nigga got sixty years, 'cause he got [?]
I wanna fuck on Nicki Minaj, by the time I be off pills and potions still
They offer you that time, you the type to give your man's up
If rap ever get slow, pull up, bounce out, but put your hands up
I can't cufff you, baby girl, two years ago you let my mans fuck
Make sure the whole fam straight, what the fuck you think this bands for?
I got rich, so when he fall, no doubt about it, I'll pick my mans up
I'm gon' up and get the blowing, that's what I call this bitch a fan for
It's a twenty on his head, that's why them shooters in the van's for
Only kids when we took souls, that's why my homiies popping Xan's for
Sign him up for Zeus, he good at acting on the 'Gram, huh
After we fuck, she tryna sleep, she must don't know I'm finna pam her
Since they booked Durk, can't trust the fam, you niggas probably OTF Jam's
They like, "Think before you play with Lil Von, 'cause he gon' blam sum (You know that)
Writer(s): Davon D Meeks, Jakob Hagemann, Dennis Brockman, Insung Kwak
