Hodgy - Blame It lyrics

{Verse 1: Hodgy} n***a I'm contagious Ain't nobody cure us One squirrel out of many gathering more nuts Groupie fillies getting run over by the tour bus Double salad sticky icky like suryp up Me and my drink Homie what's in your cup? A-a-a-a-a-alcohol A couple sacks, extra fat I bag them all Swisher packs for the sacks I packed them off We fly n***a we don't relax at all I'm on my genuine: So anxious Cruising round, drunk, like she know we're the takers I can see through the make-up if she trying to fake us Bring me to the bank but I never go bankrupt Got my change up though I'll never change up I go after my money like a f**ing predator I wake up to the sound of my lovely cash register {Chorus: Hodgy} Every time I see one of them chicken heads, I be like get off me (Get off me, get off me) Every time I see them girls in the red, I be like get off me (Get off me. get off me) Every time I see them chicken heads, I like, man, get off me (Get off me!) 'Cos you're k**ing me hard You're not k**ing me sotly