Jimmy of the Saints - Blast Lyrics

Got my s**t on blast
Hoping that it's f**king fast
Yeah I'm taking off
And these b***h n****s mad

Put that h** on blast
N***a ain't got no cash
I ain't claiming s**t
Can't put on a mask

By mask I'm meaning they front
Broke b***h be playing on cunt
All cool when i get it all ride
In live and you get it all stunt

Got a h** that's banking all month
21, September my month
Young n***a be getting this shit
I'm alive and the boy won't front

Leaning to side to side
409 i ride
Yeah we switching lanes
Taking off too high

I'm up... high with this thang
Yeah we on it Blessed Co. that's the motherf**kin gang
Shout-out New Wave
Bryson Cole with them thangs
Turn this shit up now cause this motha'f**ka' bang

VVS's on my chain
Playing issa game
I know G bumping sh*t
I can bet it on my wrist

Steve Jobs on my wrist
All gold doing sh*t no tricks
When i make it home
D gone get a brand new crib

Got Porches
Got Porsche
That b**ch run like a horse
We zooming motorsport
Code talkin like it's morse

Got juice
Got sauce
I be moving like a boss
Got zip
Got green
Hulking on em' we a team

Got b**ches all on my phone
Two h*es won't leave me alone
Got one that's callin from home
Got one that's outta my zone

On blast ima put it on stash
Got next and i'm coming in fast
Got yo b**ch on my team
While y'all n***as on that lean