Blasted by Tripper Getem Lyrics
(HOOK)
I'm blasted, blasted, swerving off in traffic, and you know I'm zannin', I'm barely even standin'
Swag outstandin', I'm so hot hot hot hot, get to fannin'
I'm blasted, blasted, swerving off in traffic (x4)
(First Verse)
Swerving in the fast lane, I forgot my last name, young with the money young money young Mack Maine
Young champagne, old money though, ride your hoe like a rodeo right before we docie doe
They say I'm the sickest I believe it, I'm the illest mother fucker why I stay so conceited
The spliff, I chiefed it, Blasted, geek shit, finna own the game, I'll show you the pink slip
Yeah yeah yeah, keep hating on me for real dawg, if I catch you talking that noise you gonna get your cap peeled dawg
I make the mic bust, and I think I might just, hit your bitch with a bit of my pipe thrust
I'm so sick gaggin', ahead of my time while you other rappers laggin'
I ain't braggin', I'm just blasted, dope music I spit that crack shit
HOOK
(Second Verse)
I pour a 4 in a sprite, I pour a 4 on a dutch, I sip a 4 in a cup, man I'm doubled cupped up
I been fly since a youngster, don't get it twisted, I'm on a mission to get it so I can say that I did it
Man I spit so illicit, define my shit hieroglyphics, man I'm blasted past ya, did you see? no you missed it
And thats wicked, dope shit I'm kickin' , I'm so explicit, it sounds like explosions hit it, man I'm loaded with it
Turn the music all the way up, man I shoot em like a lay up, they ain't fucking with my flavor
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, The kid go dumb, where you from? I'm sipping until I'm numb
Yeah, and I'm flexing like a big dawg, I do it big everyday know how I feel dawg?
And I'm gonna ask em, tell me do you feel me? fuck how you feel G, this is the real me, and I'm blasted
HOOK
I'm blasted, blasted, swerving off in traffic, and you know I'm zannin', I'm barely even standin'
Swag outstandin', I'm so hot hot hot hot, get to fannin'
I'm blasted, blasted, swerving off in traffic (x4)
(First Verse)
Swerving in the fast lane, I forgot my last name, young with the money young money young Mack Maine
Young champagne, old money though, ride your hoe like a rodeo right before we docie doe
They say I'm the sickest I believe it, I'm the illest mother fucker why I stay so conceited
The spliff, I chiefed it, Blasted, geek shit, finna own the game, I'll show you the pink slip
Yeah yeah yeah, keep hating on me for real dawg, if I catch you talking that noise you gonna get your cap peeled dawg
I make the mic bust, and I think I might just, hit your bitch with a bit of my pipe thrust
I'm so sick gaggin', ahead of my time while you other rappers laggin'
I ain't braggin', I'm just blasted, dope music I spit that crack shit
HOOK
(Second Verse)
I pour a 4 in a sprite, I pour a 4 on a dutch, I sip a 4 in a cup, man I'm doubled cupped up
I been fly since a youngster, don't get it twisted, I'm on a mission to get it so I can say that I did it
Man I spit so illicit, define my shit hieroglyphics, man I'm blasted past ya, did you see? no you missed it
And thats wicked, dope shit I'm kickin' , I'm so explicit, it sounds like explosions hit it, man I'm loaded with it
Turn the music all the way up, man I shoot em like a lay up, they ain't fucking with my flavor
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, The kid go dumb, where you from? I'm sipping until I'm numb
Yeah, and I'm flexing like a big dawg, I do it big everyday know how I feel dawg?
And I'm gonna ask em, tell me do you feel me? fuck how you feel G, this is the real me, and I'm blasted
HOOK