Young Spade - Blow Em' Down

Cooling with my
Blow him down
Cooling with my
Blow him down
Cooling with my
Blow him down
Cooling with my thugs
We gone blow him down
Cooling in the trap we’re gonna blow a pound
I just grab a pound then I break it down
She was in versace but she naked now
Cooling with my thugs
We gone blow him down
Cooling in the trap we’re gonna blow a pound
I just grab a pound then I break it down
She was in versace but she naked now
Pulled up in that vette got them hating now
New keltec it don’t make a sound
Yeah he was acting tough now he in the ground
We gone call you on your bluff so don’t fuck around
Certified in the streets don’t step out of bounds
Certified with that heat I’m a melt em down
Certified you gonna bleed in my stomping grounds
How these niggas want that beef but they not around
Cooling with my thugs
We gone blow him down
Cooling in the trap we’re gonna blow a pound
I just grab a pound then I break it down
She was in Versace but she naked now
Cooling with my thugs
We gone blow him down
Cooling in the trap we’re gonna blow a pound
I just grab a pound then I break it down
She was in Versace but she naked now
Smoking on exotic I can’t feel a thing
Niggas say they getting money not on anything
That bitch wasn’t really for me she wanted a wedding ring
Put some work in the trap guaranteed to ping
Catch some shots out this mac it’s a murder scene
Yeah they think that I bout that must ain’t heard of me
Send my Youngins clear your block you need emergency
It's doa on the pull up ain’t no surgery
Cooling with my thugs
We gone blow him down
Cooling in the trap we’re gonna blow a pound
I just grab a pound then I break it down
She was in versace but she naked now
Cooling with my thugs
We gone blow him down
Cooling in the trap we’re gonna blow a pound
I just grab a pound then I break it down
She was in versace but she naked now

Written by:
Young Spade

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