41 Song (Saks Freestyle) versuri

Versuri Blizzi Boi – 41 Song (Saks Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, Glumboy
Ayy, what that nigga say on TikTok?
When I walk up in Saks, they say, „Nice to meet you,” haha
Haha, uh, yeah
Uh-uh

[Verse 1]
When I walk up in Saks, they say, „Nice to meet you”
Girl, you so bad, I can’t wait to eat you
She in my bed, she moanin’ like Lisa
I gotta drip, I pour by the liter
She let me fuck because I’m the water
Big racks on me, I flex on your daughter (Yeah)
Nigga want smoke, he run up, I shot ‘em
Reach for a chain, a nigga get slaughtered

[Chorus]
On the late night, late night
Shawty wanna slide through, take pipe
Nigga playin’ shiesty, oh no
Hope you had a nice sleep on thе floor

[Verse 2]
Yeah
When I walk up in Saks, they say, „Nicе to meet you”
All this blue on me, I feel like Vegeta
Know what I’m sayin’, I feel like Vegeta
She off the shrooms, she say, „Mama Mia”
Your bitch a eater, don’t wanna see her
Blow up my line, don’t want me to leave her
Say she in love, but I don’t believe her
Met her in Saks, you know where I leave her

[Chorus]
On the late night, late night
I was down by Bayside, had a great time
Know I got that blickies with me
Forty-one, but I tote that fifty, you get me

[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah
Old-ass nigga in some Off-White
Hit her with the dick, she can’t walk right
Tongue on the tip, she can’t talk right
Send her ass home from the long night
I just treat the bitch like a fleshlight
Bitch, I’m ‘bout to bust, you can catch, right?
Y’all catch feelings, I catch flights
I be on the plane on the late nights

[Verse 4]
Uh, forty-one, but I got forty-one goons
Bustdown, the chain got forty-one stones
Just checked the DM, forty-one hoes
Just hit her with the dick, she thought forty-one old
„Blizzi Boi, how you get forty years old?”
Big racks on me, think the boy forty years old
Just left the mall with forty-one bags
Run back in, get forty-one more
Yeah, racks on my pants, got forty-one bands
Still thumbin’ through the money like forty-one hands
Real Florida boy, Off-White in the sand
Got chains on my neck, sound like forty-one cans
Real estate nigga, bought forty-one homes
Bitch tryna stick around, told shorty, „Go home”
Just got a check, need forty-one more
Just hit the plug up, need forty-one O’s

[Verse 5]
Yeah, forty-one packs
Told these niggas that I’m forty-one, nigga said, „Forty-one? Cap”
Forty-one back, niggas talk down
Pull up with the gang, got forty-one strap
Run for the money
Stepped on the track, run forty-one laps
I just hit the stu’, made forty-one slaps
Pussy so fat, tell shorty, „Come back”

[Outro]
Late night, late night
I just fuckin’ freestyle, I, I
That’s a wrap, man, cut that shit off, ha
Hey, Glumboy
This shit crazy as hell
Want my water
Forty-one, nigga