Internet Money Blastoff Lyrics
Blastoff by Internet Money
Internet Money, b_tch
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
F_ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
F_ck with my shooters, they in the back with me
F_ck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that sh_t been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that p_ssy, baby, that Mac and Cheese
I cannot show these b_tches no sympathy
Who're these n_ggas? They simps and they hella b_tch to me
I was just fortunate, got the remedy
F_ck that b_tch and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
F_ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
F_ck with my shooters, they in the back with me (Uh)
You picked that knife up and you stabbin' me (Uh)
Wish it was a paper cut, but it's a gash, I bleed out
In a way, you keep harassin' me
It's a shame this the way that it has to be, oh
Uh, yeah, time is of the essence
You know damn well you bring hell, I should call a reverend
Devil horns on a angel, still haven't learned my lesson, uh
We're a mess and our life's a wreck (Hey)
Toxic, toxic, toxic
The most beautiful things grow old and start rottin'
I should've turned away when I found out you were demonic
Let's be honest, you're the devil's daughter
Say hey to your father, uh, he owe me twenty dollars
We gon' run through hell with like twenty-hundred choppers
We gon' give 'em hell and I put that on my mama
Me and Trippie Redd boolin' back in the Bahamas
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
F_ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
F_ck with my shooters, they in the back with me
F_ck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that sh_t been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that p_ssy, baby, that Mac and Cheese
Gang, gang, gang
Probably f_ckin' your mama
Three K on my wrist like Andre
Servin' like entree
Ha, huh, you dig? You dig? You dig?
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
F_ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
F_ck with my shooters, they in the back with me
F_ck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that sh_t been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that p_ssy, baby, that Mac and Cheese
I cannot show these b_tches no sympathy
Who're these n_ggas? They simps and they hella b_tch to me
I was just fortunate, got the remedy
F_ck that b_tch and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
F_ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
F_ck with my shooters, they in the back with me (Uh)
You picked that knife up and you stabbin' me (Uh)
Wish it was a paper cut, but it's a gash, I bleed out
In a way, you keep harassin' me
It's a shame this the way that it has to be, oh
Uh, yeah, time is of the essence
You know damn well you bring hell, I should call a reverend
Devil horns on a angel, still haven't learned my lesson, uh
We're a mess and our life's a wreck (Hey)
Toxic, toxic, toxic
The most beautiful things grow old and start rottin'
I should've turned away when I found out you were demonic
Let's be honest, you're the devil's daughter
Say hey to your father, uh, he owe me twenty dollars
We gon' run through hell with like twenty-hundred choppers
We gon' give 'em hell and I put that on my mama
Me and Trippie Redd boolin' back in the Bahamas
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
F_ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
F_ck with my shooters, they in the back with me
F_ck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that sh_t been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that p_ssy, baby, that Mac and Cheese
Gang, gang, gang
Probably f_ckin' your mama
Three K on my wrist like Andre
Servin' like entree
Ha, huh, you dig? You dig? You dig?