Blow Up by KTS Von Lyrics

[Intro]
Huh
It's christian, ayy
Yeah
Offback
Yeah yeah
We losin’
Nay nay
Nay nay
What, huh

[Chorus: KTS Von]
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (What) and he don’t even know her (Not at all)
My youngings come with blowers (Blap), they ridin' (Blap), no chauffeurs (Blap blap, blap)
Extendos no holsters (Blap), we Kutthroat they know us (Blap blap, blap)
You only got two options (Huh), get dato or blow up (Duh)
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (Go Gotti) and he don't even know her (Go Gotti)
My youngings come with blowers (Yeah), they ridin' (Yeah), no chauffeurs (Yeah yeah)
Extendos no holsters (Yeah yeah), we Kutthroat they know us (Yeah yeah)
You only got two options (Blap, blap), get dato (Blap) or blow up
[Verse 1: KTS Von]
Thеse niggas ain't on nathin', these bitchеs go for nathin’
Fuck it, I’m waitin', I’m plottin', I'm stakin'
Call Kutthroat for the FaceTime and you don’t want to face 'em
Like 90 long like the ride line I'll blow it like Jamaicans
I'm fuckin' around with a yellow hoe, she burnt a dollar, she burnin' dro
She fuck around with them Kutthroats, that hoe gettin' knocked off (Offback)
Terror Town they get soaked, what's that? C section (Yeah yeah)
Terror Town they get soaked, what's that? C section (Die 5)
That east side ain't no joke, long clip, big smoke
Fuck around with my young niggas, get played like Raheem bro
Fuck niggas like Nemo, get lost, get found
Where the fuck you goin' to? He don't work there, I guess he do now!
He don't work there, I guess he do now!
Red tape, money kill, all sound (Offback)
Fuck niggas, you ain't with the shits so move around
(Move around)
Bitch we KTSin (Kutthroat)
You ain't never found

[Chorus: KTS Von]
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (What) and he don't even know her (Not at all)
My youngings come with blowers (Blap), they ridin' (Blap), no chauffeurs (Blap blap, blap)
Extendos no holsters (Blap), we Kutthroat they know us (Blap blap, blap)
You only got two options (Huh), get dato or blow up (Duh)
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (Go Gotti) and he don't even know her (Go Gotti)
My youngings come with blowers (Yeah), they ridin' (Yeah), no chauffeurs (Yeah yeah)
Extendos no holsters (Yeah yeah), we Kutthroat they know us (Yeah yeah) (Cream)
You only got two options (Blap, blap), get dato (Blap) or blow up
[Verse 2: Billy Cream]
Cuttin' up, Kutthroat put you fuck boys on a T-Shirt
You walk around 'till yo feet hurt
We ain't foreign shit to go skii skurt
I shot him in they hips
The shot man gettin' hit
We stressin' about this money, you stressin' about a lil bitch
Don't give a fuck if that's yo main hoe, dick is what she came for
Drama Vick we 'bout that
Fuck around on Facebook, then find out where your house at (Offback)
Fuck around on Instagram, then find out where your spouse at (Offback)
We snatch up, call you
Wait it out 'till they fall through
Free Bands, free Rook
You jerk 'till it make yo feet work
Free Glanzes, gettin' fanned up
Whole crib zip tied up
Free Glanzes, gettin' fanned up
Whole crib zip tied up
Doing the most 'cause we masked up
In a Lamb' like a new man
Got a new hoe with some new bands
East side, shit too real, got a new forty bitch blue steel
All room, no feel
I pop opps, don't pop pills (Blap blap)
Got 'em bitin' dirt doing cop deals (Blap blap blap blap)
Got 'em bitin' dirt doing cop deals (Blap blap blap blap)
[Chorus: KTS Von]
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (What) and he don't even know her (Not at all)
My youngings come with blowers (Blap), they ridin' (Blap), no chauffeurs (Blap blap, blap)
Extendos no holsters (Blap), we Kutthroat they know us (Blap blap, blap)
You only got two options (Huh), get dato or blow up (Duh)
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (Go Gotti) and he don't even know her (Go Gotti)
My youngings come with blowers (Yeah), they ridin' (Yeah), no chauffeurs (Yeah yeah)
Extendos no holsters (Yeah yeah), we Kutthroat they know us (Yeah yeah)
You only got two options (Blap, blap), get dato (Blap) or blow up
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (What) and he don't even know her (Not at all)
My youngings come with blowers (Blap), they ridin' (Blap), no chauffeurs (Blap blap, blap)
Extendos no holsters (Blap), we Kutthroat they know us (Blap blap, blap)
You only got two options (Huh), get dato or blow up (Duh)
Bitches trippin' over nathin' (Go Gotti) and he don't even know her (Go Gotti)
My youngings come with blowers (Yeah), they ridin' (Yeah), no chauffeurs (Yeah yeah)
Extendos no holsters (Yeah yeah), we Kutthroat they know us (Yeah yeah)
You only got two options (Blap, blap), get dato (Blap) or blow up

[Outro]
Get dato or blow up
Get dato or blow up