Blow It

Foogiano, Big Scarr

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Foogiano

Kwame Khalil Brown (born July 4, 1993), better known by his stage name Foogiano, is an American rapper signed to Gucci Mane's record label 1017 Records. He is best known for his track "Molly (Baby Mama)”, which received a remix with DaBaby. He released his debut studio album, Gutta Baby, on November 26, 2020. more »


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Ayo, Bandplay
Uh (Bandplay, you done fucked up)
Bandplay, you already know I'm comin' on this shit (huh?)

Blow it
Uh, nigga want smoke, let's do it, I'ma blow it (I'ma blow it)
Real big saw, knock a nigga overboard (overboard)
Undefeated with the Drac', feelin' like Floyd (feelin' like Floyd)
Ice on my neck and my wrist snowboard (snowboard)
Uh, body slam the pack, Randy Orton
Slidin' in the Wraith, member slidin' in a Ford
It's that scat pack, fast like a jet pack (nyoom)
Big boy diamonds got me feelin' like Kodak (bling)
Uh, I been in the trap, where them 'bows at
Loads comin' in, sellin' grams like groceries 
Ya, say you gettin' money, nigga, show me
Gold in my mouth like a Temple Run token (like a temple run token)
Yup, real big dawg, Beethoven (Beethoven)
Pop a Perc' 10, then I told her bend it over (told her bend it over)
Uh, scat pack, f*ck a Daytona

Scat pack fast like the zone (nyoom)
I'll leave a nigga brain like macaroni (what?), Ho
Lay a nigga down for the talkin' (ho)
Yeah, I'm on the Zaza, boy, it keep me focused, fool (brrah-ah)
Wet a nigga up, I'ma soak 'em (wet 'em)
When it come to slimin' niggas out I got the trophy, ho (hah-hah)
I'm rich as hell, nigga, I ain't boastin'
Half my youngins slidin' down, half my youngins loccin', mob
Along with double R, we got double Glocks (what?)
Yeah, I was a young broke nigga, I was pickin' locks (what?)
Hit for a stick, on the bag, yeah, I had to stop
Now I got diamonds dancin' everywhere in my watch
Nigga, it's the mob, right away, boy, your boys shoulda bounced
Stomp the yard how a nigga get to steppin'?
Man, this ain't a roody-pooh, this a automatic weapon
If a pussy nigga sneeze wrong, know that I'ma bless 'em

Blow it
Uh, nigga want smoke, let's do it, I'ma blow it (I'ma blow it)
Real big saw, knock a nigga overboard (overboard)
Undefeated with the Drac', feelin' like Floyd (feelin' like Floyd)
Ice on my neck and my wrist snowboard (snowboard)
Uh, body slam the pack, Randy Orton
Slidin' in the Wraith, member slidin' in a Ford
It's that scat pack, fast like a jet pack (nyoom)
Big boy diamonds got me feelin' like Kodak (bling)
Uh, I been in the trap, where them 'bows at
Loads comin' in, sellin' grams like groceries 
Ya, say you gettin' money, nigga, show me
Gold in my mouth like a Temple Run token (like a temple run token)
Yup, real big dawg, Beethoven (Beethoven)
Pop a Perc' 10, then I told her bend it over (told her bend it over)
Uh, scat pack, f*ck a Daytona

Uh, yeah, hundred young killers with me, yeah, they gon' blow it (yeah, they gon' blow it)
Say you got money, nigga, better not show it (better not show it)
Take his ass down, now the plug got a shortage (got a shortage)
You ain't up the score on the midget, nigga, you a blowtorch (blowtorch)
Drive the Huracán, up the sport (nyoom)
Big booty bitch with a bald head, call the ho Florida
Drac' in my bag like Dora
Swiper no swipin', now the nigga ass goin' to the morgue
Diamonds dancin', I don't move in the club (move in the club)
We done got them tools in the club
Shooter with me steppin' like shoes on the rug (like the shoes on the rug)
Brand new Glock, hope a nigga try to buck
See you muggin', nigga, go on 'head, try your luck
Like my boy J, Ruger, FN tucked
Offensive playin', if I up it, lil' nigga, better know that I'ma

Blow it
Uh, nigga want smoke, let's do it, I'ma blow it (I'ma blow it)
Real big saw, knock a nigga overboard (overboard)
Undefeated with the Drac', feelin' like Floyd (feelin' like Floyd)
Ice on my neck and my wrist snowboard (snowboard)
Uh, body slam the pack, Randy Orton
Slidin' in the Wraith, member slidin' in a Ford
It's that scat pack, fast like a jet pack (nyoom)
Big boy diamonds got me feelin' like Kodak (bling)
Uh, I been in the trap, where them 'bows at
Loads comin' in, sellin' grams like groceries 
Ya, say you gettin' money, nigga, show me
Gold in my mouth like a Temple Run token (like a temple run token)
Yup, real big dawg, Beethoven (Beethoven)
Pop Perc' 10, then I told her bend it over (told her bend it over)
Uh, scat pack, f*ck a Daytona (vroom)

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Written by: Alexander Woods, Krishon Gaines, Kwame Khalil Brown

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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