(Baby, I been tryin'-tryin', blame on me
(Grrah-grrah)
Baby, baby, I been tryin'-tryin', blame on me)
(19 made this)
Don't hate-, yeah, got a nana-,mmm yeah, mmm
Said she tryna be my-
Nah-nah-nah
Put the blame on-
Don't hate-
Nah-nah-nah, like
Put the Blame on me, got me mad, don't hate on me (Don't hate)
I got the .9, don't play wit' me
She say I'm cheatin', the shame on me (The shame)
Put the Blame on me, got me mad, don't hate on me
I got the .9, don't play wit' me
She say I'm cheatin', the shame on me, grrah
Stay on the block, Berrettas
He tried to up it, put it in my sweater (Grrah, grrah)
Got his bitch and I'm making it wetter
She keep on sayin' "I'm doin' it better" (Better)
He typin', not doin' no letters
Why she thought that we was forever? (Forever)
And you know that I gotta forget her
It is what it is, I'ma do it however
It was a thing, when I met her
But you know I ain't tryna upset her (Upset her)
I like the ruler, ain't talkin' my measure (Grrah)
Playboy, you know that I'm clever
He can get shot, wit' whoever (Uh-huh)
I'm on the six and you know we together (Uh-huh)
We be outside, no matter the weather (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
I ain't playin' for the lackers (Grrah)
Feeling like Roger, I play for the Packers (Grrah-grrah)
He talk crazy, you know I'ma smack 'em (Smack 'em)
Smokin' on Rippy, niggas gettin' packed up (Grrah-grrah)
That's okay, she know I don't act up
I be outside, gotta stay strapped up (Strapped up)
And you know I ain't callin' no back up (Back up)
First opp I see, nigga gettin' wrapped up (Grrah, grrah)
And I beat up the box
Talkin' crazy, beat him out his socks (Grrah-grrah)
And you know we don't fuck wit' the Flocks (DOAK)
Oh, he jackin' the-, pass me the knocks (Grrah-grrah)
DD gon' click, go let some shots (Grrah)
Notti keep clickin', empty out the chop, like (Grrah-grrah)
(Notti keep clickin', empty out the chop, like)
Don't hate on me (Don't hate)
Got a .9, that stays on me (Grrah-grrah, grrah)
She tryna be my L-U-V
Told DD, "Just boom if he play wit' me" (Grrah-grrah)
Don't hate on me, got a .9 that stays on me
She tryna be my L-U-V
Told DD, "Just boom if he play wit' me" (Grrah)
DD boom, at the opps
And you know we ain't jackin' the Flocks (DOAK)
Bitch, I'm the O, so you know what I drop
Niggas be chattin' but have no chop
Yeah, I know what I tote on the block
Bitch, we the demons, just lettin' off shots
See a Flock, I'ma shoot 'til he drop
(JJ the demon, he gon' aim for his top)
DD gon' geek and he bendin' them blocks
My bitch is a demon, she totin' the chop
We smokin' on Rah Rah, got sent to the top
If I see a Gunna, I up it and flock
Who that right there?
I see a Flock, I'ma shoot right there (Grrah, grrah)
Hop out the V, I'ma flock right there (Grrah)
While I fuck her, you know I'ma pull her hair
Put the Blame on me, got me mad, don't hate on me
I got the .9, don't play wit' me
She say I'm cheatin', the shame on me
Put the Blame on me, got me mad, don't hate on me
I got the .9, don't play wit' me
She say I'm cheatin', the shame on me, grrah
(Baby, I been tryin'-tryin', blame on me
Baby, baby, I been tryin'-tryin', blame on me)