Blow It All - YSN Flow

She tryna' fuck on the kid

Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna' bring all your friends

I ran it up

Got me a bag

I’ma blow it all

Then go do again

She tryna' fuck on the kid

Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna bring all your friends

Versace all up on my body

I’m flexin', you know that I’m settin' these trends

Pocket watchin' like a pussy

I can’t keep track of all the money I spend

Hate cause we poppin', I call that a fan

They flipped the script, I’m stickin' to the plan

All white walk in, lookin' like a Xan

They been plottin', boy them boys ain’t your friends

Can’t trip my Balenci’s came without no laces

I see they showin' love to the fakes

My niggas was breaking bread before we made it

Blow in the field, he keep on catching cases

I know some niggas that’s locked in that box

They was definitely Roddy, but never got rich

I feel like I can’t put trust in nobody

These niggas ain’t solid get caught on the flip

All my niggas got bodies and sticks

Me and my niggas was sharin' clothes

But look we finally rich

Can’t reminisce about the past days

I’m just tryna get my back straight

I ran it up

Got me a bag

I’ma blow it all

Then go do it again

She tryna' fuck on the kid

Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna bring all your friends

Versace all up on my body, I’m flexin'

You know that I’m settin' these trends

Pocket watchin' like a pussy

I can’t keep track of all the money I spend

Hate cause we poppin', I call that a fan

They flipped the script, I’m stickin' to the plan

All white walk in, lookin' like a Xan

They been plottin', boy them boys ain’t your friends

Everybody switchin' up for no reason

I’ve been out here, I’ve been fightin' my demons

Hoodie on, yeah, it’s really that season

Keep your love, cause a nigga don’t need it

Fuck the plain jane, bitch I need my shit flooded

Bag chasin', overloaded on luggage

2020 whip I don’t need to touch it

Just push the button and this bitch get to runnin'

This bitch get to runnin', I pull out the choppa, you runnin'

That’s not your bitch if you know that we fuckin'

Too many hunnids, no time for no lovin'

They mad cause I’m up, I turn nothin' to somethin'

I ran it up

Got me a bag

I’ma blow it all

Then go do it again

She tryna' fuck on the kid

Only way that we fuckin' if you tryna bring all your friends

Versace all up on my body, I’m flexin'

You know that I’m settin' these trends

Pocket watchin' like a pussy

I can’t keep track of all the money I spend

Hate cause' we poppin', I call that a fan

Then flip the script, I’m stickin' to the plan

All white walk in, lookin' like a Xan

They been plottin', boy them boys ain’t your friends