Eddie Yola - Blindside

She my type
She just right
She so clutch
She too much
Yeah my money
Yeah bout my bucks
Yeah she stunts
Yeah she likes to strut
She a must
Need that trust
Yeah I need that lust
Ugh forty Glock
It's made to bust
Don't let it rust
Sipping mimosas
Yeah we at brunch
Yeah she know to much
I cant let her go
I'm that young g homie
Yeah I'm in control
Like I'm playing games
She don't fuck with lames
I be doing shit homie
Bout my muthafuckin paper
See me coming through
Yeah I'm scraping in a scraper
22s on that bitch
Meet your fucking maker
Cause I got that shit
Yeah I'm cooking like a baker
Got a bad bitch yeah
She shaking shit that shaker
Going out like CB bitch
I might just take her
She be lying but you know
I ain't no lion tamer
Smoke poke
Got a bad bitch
She smoke poke
Got a bad bitch
She smoke poke
Got a bad bitch
She smoke poke
And she know I do it
Yeah I'm coming through
Yeah I speak it fluent
What you wanna do
Yeah I made the news
Got couple bad bitches
I'ma bring em through
Yeah I'ma bring em through
Cause we party
Yeah we party
We acting gnarly
Got a couple bitches coming
And they down to do some
Shit I put her in the back of the whip
And then she riding with me
Cause she know that Eddie Yola the shit
Yeah I got a clip
And we rolling deep
Got yo bitch on my dick
Yeah she love me
I'm like damn lil baby you a sexy bitch
I'm gonna take her to the crib
She gonna get this dick
Smoke poke
Got a bad bitch
She smoke poke
Got a bad bitch
She smoke poke
Got a bad bitch
She smoke poke
And she know I do it
Yeah I'm coming through
Yeah I speak it fluent
What you wanna do
Yeah I made the news
Got couple bad bitches
I'ma bring em through
Yeah I'ma bring em through

Written by:
Edward Garcia

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