Blow Up - Ryuu Richy, Judo, King Gotti

Blow up

Shawty hit my phone up

She think that I’m messing round

Asking all these questions now

Girl please just holup

Nothing wrong

I’ll be home

Leave me alone

When you blowing up my phone

Want to you to know that

Ooh you make me so mad, might have to fight me Aye

Keep blowing up my line I’ma take your phone away

Still smoking then ports I’ma throw your packs away

Don’t worry bout me where were you the other day

I be at work getting my grind on

Money and music my mind on

Hit the road then all my time gone

You’ll benefit once I’m on

Shawty I love you but I cannot see you until I’m home

People be blowing up my phone whenever I get my shine on

And that’s wrong

Don’t hit my phone if you got ill intentions

Mentioning things that’s irrelevant to our situation

Sorry to have you waiting, but please don’t test my patience

Multiple messages, missed calls

When I reply you set it off

I be on the road

When you calling up my phone

You’ll mess up my radio

So please leave me alone

Me and Clan Don’t do the drama

Ryuu and Judo give em hell

But no need for you to be Osama go blowing up cell

Blow up

Shawty hit my phone up

She think that I’m messing round

Asking all these questions now

Girl please just holup

Nothing wrong

I’ll be home

Leave me alone

When you blowing up my phone

Want to you to know that

Ooh you make me so mad, might have to fight me Aye

Keep blowing up my line I’ma take your phone away

Still smoking then ports I’ma throw your packs away

Don’t worry bout me where was you the other day

Blow it up, Glowed up

You know I’m superficial

So I shoot with a missile

Soon as my girl call that’s your dismissal

Blow my mind you hear it whistle

Hit my line when you tryna (uhh)

Drain me dry like a Sippy cup

Don’t hit me unless I hit you up

La di da di da

Slob on me nob

Get you a car

And a new job

You can call me James

Judo is my name

I’m from the 908

You know this ain’t a game

My phone don’t work I told you

Sent a text it didn’t go through

Eat up minutes like soul food

I’m the ape Son Goku

Fly as a dragon that’s Ryuu

Your intentions that’s see-thru

Cry me a river boohoo

I’m a real life cartoon

I’m bout to blow up

I don’t want anyone hitting my phone up

Remember when I was a bum from Evona?

I’m getting money, they call it a glow-up

Nah I was grinding and getting them «slow bucks»

We was out wilding and turning them shows up

You was at parties and grinding on no-ones

I was so quiet, stacking that dough up

The money go round so much, I’m bout to throw up

She wanna kick it, her name Barcelona

Everywhere we go they act like they know us

Cops snatch me up, swear to God I don’t know nun

See me in traffic, and I’m throwing SOL up

They got a gun, swear to God that they blow sum’n

You think you bout it?

Then why don’t you show us

Put a hole in em, he look like a doughnut

Blow up

Shawty hit my phone up

She think that I’m messing round

Asking all these questions now

Girl please just holup

Nothing wrong

I’ll be home

Leave me alone

When you blowing up my phone

Want to you to know that

Ooh you make me so mad, might have to fight me Aye

Keep blowing up my line I’ma take your phone away

Still smoking then ports I’ma throw your packs away

Don’t worry bout me where were you the other day