Young Zee
Bladdow
[Intro]
Good lookin', Bust
Yeah
Let's fuckin' go

[Verse 1]
I kill a n***a future
Like her tubes tied
This is suicide (wha-what wha-what what)
You'll get crucified
While I sing the Yuletide
On a moose hide
Layin' poolside
I'm the goat
How your man be hotter
I can cop that n***a style
At a Family Dollar
I'm nasty like
Foot and mouth disease
I dog style your wife
Like a Malinois
At the count of three
She like, "Please fuck me
While you *gasps*
Choke the shit outta me"
Rap, beef?
I'm so fuckin 'bout it
I wet a n***a like
This the cold bucket challenge
For ten thousand
Goons'll bury his [?]
In the ground and
Plant roses around it
[Chorus]
Bust one for me
Bladdow!
All my n***as coppin'
They drugs from me
Bladdow!
My goons that be
Bustin' they guns for me
Bladdow!
My bitches that fuck
Till they cum for me
Bladdow!
Bust one for me
Bladdow!
Bust one for me
Bladdow!
Da Bros that'll load up
They drum for me
Bladdow!
My bitches that say
They in love with me
Bladdow!
Got all of my daughters
And sons with me
Bladdow!
Bust one for me
Bladdow!
Bust one for me
Bladdow!
[Verse 2]
And while you guys is starvin'
I'm at an olive garden
With a Dolly Parton
Eatin' Lobster, marlin
With a lot of garlic
You sweeter than
All the chocolate
At a farmer's market
I'm like Messiah
To these lame rapper guys
They hang me
Three days, I came back alive
Eatin' baked apple pie
With shanks and a nine
...now lay down and die

[Outro]
Bust one for me
Bladdow!