CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Blowing the Speakers

Yeah
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Yeah (Yeah)
Adher

Yeah, we turnin' the heat up again (Yah)
We f**kin' the beat up again (Yah)
We f**kin' the street up again (Yee)
We blowin' the speakers again (Yah)
In my ferragama, Ferragamo (Uh)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Uh)
b*t*h, here we comin' to win (Yeah)
Guess who came a long way from the bottom
Yeah, we turnin' the heat up again (Uh)
We f**kin' the bеat up again (Yeah)
We f**kin' the street up again (Yеah)
We blowin' the speakers again (Woop)
In my ferragama, Ferragamo (Yeah)
While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Yeah)
b*t*h, here we comin' to win (Uh)
Guess who came a long way from the bottom (Yeah)

In a panorama Porsche (Ugh)
Color marinara sauce (Ugh)
Color soundin' like I split an atom, put the body on a cross (Yeah)
Doin' this sh*t like you can't imagine
Even my b*t*hes be whippin' Phantoms
(b*t*hes be whippin' Phantoms)
My b*t*hes drink flat tummy tea 'til all they sh*t ain't flatten (Yah)
See how we lettin' it go (Damn)
Hannibal Lecter with flows (Damn)
Vary solago with hoes
Despite on the n***a she chose (Damn)
Gettin' ported fabrics from Morocco (Yeah, yeah)
She with a Timmy in Alicano (Yeah, yeah)
Just to me mucho co-co mucho (Yeah, yeah)
Leadin' the flockas, got to follow (Yeah)