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Blitz Video (MV)




Performed By: R.M.G. CSP
Language: English
Length: 1:15
Written by: Christian Smith-Perez




R.M.G. CSP - Blitz Lyrics
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Bitch
TTG bitch on top
Like, bitch f*ck all the opps
F*ck all the opps
We ain't gon' talk about what's his name? cause he restin' in piss
We was out late night lurkin' that block, tryna catch us a opp
Tryna catch us a blitz
We was in a four door whip with dark ass tint late night tryna catch us a hit
Nigga came out the crib, bro hopped out the whip and left him right there where he sit
Like f*ck all the opps, they can rest in piss
This switchy gon' rip through they limbs
That nigga had fell and tripped on his timbs
She mad cause I f*cked her and went to her friend
If I want that AP, I'm cuttin' your wrist
Tryna go up the road and snatch me a whip
Lil' bro got the grip, tryna catch him a blitz
If he trip and fall, I shoot til it click
Tryna bail out the whip, if I shoot, I don't miss
We took Bacon grip, that nigga a bitch
That nigga a vic, Got stomped in his shit
You diss on my name, get kicked in your shit
And I know a opp, who still ain't get back
That nigga a bitch, He went out to rat
We seen him outside and was smokin' his pack
We caught our opp loafin, Bent through in a Scat
And I do not f*ck with nobody for real
F*ck all opps, they don't go on no drills
It was late night, me and bro clutchin steel
Catch us a body we makin' shit spill
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Bitch
TTG bitch on top
Like, bitch f*ck all the opps
F*ck all the opps
We ain't gon' talk about what's his name? cause he restin' in piss
We was out late night lurkin' that block, tryna catch us a opp
Tryna catch us a blitz
We was in a four door whip with dark ass tint late night tryna catch us a hit
Nigga came out the crib, bro hopped out the whip and left him right there where he sit
Like f*ck all the opps, they can rest in piss
This switchy gon' rip through they limbs
That nigga had fell and tripped on his timbs
She mad cause I f*cked her and went to her friend
If I want that AP, I'm cuttin' your wrist
Tryna go up the road and snatch me a whip
Lil' bro got the grip, tryna catch him a blitz
If he trip and fall, I shoot til it click
Tryna bail out the whip, if I shoot, I don't miss
We took Bacon grip, that nigga a bitch
That nigga a vic, Got stomped in his shit
You diss on my name, get kicked in your shit
And I know a opp, who still ain't get back
That nigga a bitch, He went out to rat
We seen him outside and was smokin' his pack
We caught our opp loafin, Bent through in a Scat
And I do not f*ck with nobody for real
F*ck all opps, they don't go on no drills
It was late night, me and bro clutchin steel
Catch us a body we makin' shit spill
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Writer: Christian Smith-Perez
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