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Blo - Virtually Lyrics

[Intro]
(Exo)

[Chorus: Blo]
You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up
Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck
Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup
I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux
I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off
Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off
I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog
Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call
But I know you wanna talk

[Verse 1: Blo]
When I left the street, my baby couldn't even walk
Now she eatin' on her own, pickin' up her own fork
Should've stayed out the streets, I can't blame this on y'all
Hate bein' in them four walls
Might go crazy in that bitch and gеt to talkin' to yourself
The white boy look smooth, but I can bеt you he on meth
Jackson ain't got no smell, but, yes, it do, you smell death
And this country ho ain't really nothin', she asked me for a Van Clef
This is a Van Cleef
I been gone, don't call me weird when I ask for pictures of your feet
Don't get on my phone actin' shy, want you to nut all on your sheet
I'm still poppin' Percocets, I'm in jail, bitch, I'm geeked
And that nigga you fuckin' with broke as hell on the street
This shit sad
Walmart parking lot, I done swapped a couple tags
Now my shit legit and you ridin' in a stolen Jag'
I beat eighty-one charges, nigga, I'm tellin' you that always
I ain't comin' back
This shit almost over
My whole jail bid, I ain't been sober
Niggas say they love me and I don't even know 'em
Thinkin' that this shit ain't on the floor, can't wait to show them
[Chorus: Blo]
You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up
Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck
Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup
I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux
I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off
Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off
I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog
Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call (Twin Birds)
But I know you wanna talk

[Verse 2: AMG Twinz]
Uh, don't even wanna talk
Wake up, say my prayers, thank God I ain't nan' one of y'all
My Cash App kinda low, she tried to leave, couldn't play it off
I don't ever see y'all in these stores when we be tearin' down the mall
Fifteen hundred on some shoes, you know my shirt, it cost a band
Know I keep it cool, but I can switch it like a fan
My UK bitch in Atlanta, I sent her a PJ back to France
You must think we ain't gon' pop it, boy, you got the gang fucked up
Hope these niggas don't try it, keep that glizzy on me tucked
Ain't none of this shit was luck
Shit, I slur every time I talk, it's from that lean that's in my cup
Half a million on a car, park this bitch right in front of the club (Skrrt, Twin Birds)

[Chorus: Blo]
You tryin' this shit, got me fucked up
Yeah, you somethin' to do, but you ain't the only bitch I can fuck
Thousand-dollar jewels, cubes of ice inside my cup
I wear thousand-dollar shoes, denim jeans, this ain't no tux
I keep that shit on, it's like I never take it off
Ain't spint nothin' in a minute, I hope nobody piss me off
I ain't talkin' 'bout pitbulls when I say I miss my dog
Securus always listenin', so sometimes, you don't wanna call
But I know you wanna talk