Letra de On Blast

You feel me cause I open doors for you
Show you shit you′ve never seen before
Order those for youGet you everything you need and more
Going low for you, I could show you how I eat it, or
Suit up with my trojans, fight that cat and act like we at war
'Cause when I leave at four, you gone hit that text group
Saying "I finally found him, there will never be no next dude"
Best moves, tell them I don′t play, yeah, he get straight to it
Bragging how your back looked like the monument in St. Louis

Remove them Guess jeans, sneak pics so your friends see
Sea level's rising, bet, I pull up on jet ski
Goosebumps up your side or, I could make your thighs sore
Play games with that box, I'm tryna hit me all the high scores
Don′t share our business, stock in me′s privately traded
Could be vicious, you might not be the only chick that I be dating
Fuck a text girl, if you wanna go and get your friends involved
Next time I'm over, bring a friend a long, yeah

Can′t tell you shit, or you gon' put my ass on blast
That message that I sent, I swear to god gon′ be my last
I got not time for you, and all your antics
I gotta cut you off, I hope you understand it
Yeah I hope you understand it
I gotta cut you off, I hope you understand it
I got no time for you, and all your antics
I gotta cut you off I hope you understand it

This ain't for the public, this shits too freaky
Keep it contained, just shut it, you can′t keep no secrets
Kiss and tell your weakness, I can see it, don't want me to leave when
I hit once, you want round two, switch moves, thats a fuckin remix
Got a handful of that ass, she want me to squeeze it
She think I'm handsome, I′m the man, that I can agree with
But you need evidence, put down that fuckin phone
Say you won′t, pop it while you lie to me, I'm fuckin sold

Can′t trust a soul, these girls got agendas to ruin my name
Want to reap off the fruit of my labor, tweet, post on stories to prove I slayed it
So I don't stay over, I pull up on lay over
Should probably stay sober, bad decisions when I′m off that juice
Can't handle business, when the baddest women wanna maul that dude
Can′t call back you, the same as the rest of 'em
Clout chasing with the best of 'em
Same with you, fuck a text, if you want to get your friends involved
Next time I′m over, bring a friend a long, send them all

Can′t tell you shit, or you gon' put my ass on blast
That message that I sent, I swear to god gon′ be my last
I got not time for you, and all your antics
I gotta cut you off, I hope you understand it
Yeah I hope you understand it
I gotta cut you off, I hope you understand it
I got no time for you, and all your antics
I gotta cut you off I hope you understand it

Put my ass on blast
God gon' be my last, yeah
I gotta cut you off, I hope you understand it
Hope you understand it
Hope you understand it, no
I gotta cut you off, I hope you understand it