Blaatina Oouwee Lyrics

[Intro]
Caliber

[Chorus]
Ooh-wee, I love Louis (Ayy)
Love my mama, I love money, don't love goofies (Yeah)
Only pulling up in foreigns, only two seats (Only two seats)
We was never ever friends, you never knew me (No)
In a drop top, still will fire up your spot (Bah, bah)
Uzi in the back, make a strap look like some toy props (Toy props)
You not a G, we know you snitchin', you a whole cop (Shh)
Pull up to the hood, we sendin' shots 'cause you a whole opp (Boom boom boom)

[Verse 1]
Gucci and Supreme, ain't no bitch as real as me (Yeah)
I ain't givin' out no verse unless you payin', shit ain't free (Ayy)
All these bitches scary, they the type to cop some pleas (Cop some pleas)
Remind me of some candy, you a bitch, we know you sweet
You a fan, I know you want to take a picture (Take a picture)
Ain't beefin' with no ho when I know my pockets bigger (Ayy)
Bitch, you got me blocked but wanna stalk, I know you bitter
He only want your head, he make your mouth his babysitter (Thot)

[Chorus]
Ooh-wee, I love Louis (Ayy)
Love my mama, I love money, don't love goofies (Yeah)
Only pulling up in foreigns, only two seats (Only two seats)
We was never ever friends, you never knew me (No)
In a drop top, still will fire up your spot (Bah, bah) Uzi in the back, make a strap look like some toy props (Toy props)
You not a G, we know you snitchin', you a whole cop (Shh)
Pull up to the hood, we sendin' shots 'cause you a whole opp (Boom boom boom)

[Verse 2]
I love my brims, I love my slimes, they wipe your nose (Slatt)
Know where you stay, we pullin' up and we gon' blow (Fah fah fah)
Don't get caught lackin' 'cause I might just take your ho (Now she mine)
You could never match my pockets, you might flex, I know you broke (I know you broke)
Seen that chain you wear but we all know that it's fake
Don't gotta ask for shit, if I want it, I'ma take (Yeah, yeah)
Now I'm eatin' good, eatin' lobster with some steak (Ayy)
I only trust my fire because these bitches be so fake (Boom boom boom)

[Chorus]
Ooh-wee, I love Louis (Ayy)
Love my mama, I love money, don't love goofies (Yeah)
Only pulling up in foreigns, only two seats (Only two seats)
We was never ever friends, you never knew me (No)
In a drop top, still will fire up your spot (Bah, bah)
Uzi in the back, make a strap look like some toy props (Toy props)
You not a G, we know you snitchin', you a whole cop (Shh)
Pull up to the hood, we sendin' shots 'cause you a whole opp (Boom boom boom)