BLAME - Justin Rarri

I said too bad you ain’t got no bands

Shorty give me good top with the no hands

Member standing at the corner with the low grams

Shorty left me down I was all broken

I said too bad you ain’t got no bands

Shorty give me good top with the no hands

Member standing at the corner with the low grams

Shorty left me down I was all broken

I pull off in a coupe

When you left me I was stressing ain’t know what to do

And the pain I’m feeling 'Imma blame it on you

Unappreciated I’mma shit right on you

Nigga word to my blood aye

Word to my

I ain’t ever crying to a bitch

45 nigga no lackin on a bitch

Running my city who the fuck is tryna diss

And I be the lil nigga riding with the fucking blick

I done cut 5 niggas that’s all about a bitch

I done got 5 bands then flexed up on that bitch

I got out the streets nigga they all up in the mix

Got the grip my niggas ain’t playin with a

I get yo blood shot

Look at the head lights

Riding that foreign got it

Suicide red dot

He got a red dot

If he talking that nigga a dead opp

Bitch I don’t give a fuck bout no fed opps

Grab the blicky my nigga gon' lay em out

I said too bad you ain’t got no bands

Shorty give me good top with the no hands

Member standing at the corner with the low grams

Shorty left me down I was all broken

I said too bad you ain’t got no bands

Shorty give me good top with the no hands

Member standing at the corner with the low grams

Shorty left me down I was all broken

I pull off in a coupe

When you left me I was stressing ain’t know what to do

And the pain I’m feeling I’mma blame it on you

Unappreciated I’mma shit right on you

Nigga word to my blood aye

Word to my

Got a freaky bitch call her exotic

And she’s sucking my kids like colada

Want to take all that shit and narcotics

I don’t fuck with that shit I’m an artist

If I don’t feel that lil bitch kick her out it

I just made 20 bands off of recording

You try finesse me I’m taking your mind

I caught that Nigga right up in the alley

Bitch I go stupid brazy go retarded

Ask me no questions Nigga I ain’t start it

All that designer on her yea I bought it

That don’t mean shit I left her broken hearted

Linked up another shorty out of state

Kicking these niggas right up in they place

Kaliber shoot a nigga in his face

Hitting the jets he running from the jakes

I said too bad you ain’t got no bands

Shorty give me good top with the no hands

Member standing at the corner with the low grams

Shorty left me down I was all broken

I said too bad you ain’t got no bands

Shorty give me good top with the no hands

Member standing at the corner with the low grams

Shorty left me down I was all broken

I pull off in a coupe

When you left me I was stressing ain’t kno what to do

And the pain I’m feeling 'Imma blame it on you

Unappreciated I’mma shit right on you

Nigga word to my blood aye

Word to my

Got a freaky bitch call her exotic

And she’s sucking my kids like colada

Want to take all that shit and narcotics

I don’t fuck with that shit I’m an artist

If I don’t feel that lil bitch kick her out it

I just made 20 bands off of recording

You try finesse me I’m taking your mind

I caught that Nigga right up in the alley