About this song
Blonde is a track by OsamaSon, taken from the album “Flex Musix (FLXTRA)”, released February 16, 2024 on P2023. It runs 2:24 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Cartel, Rehhab, Need It. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- Blonde
- Artist
- OsamaSon
- Release
- Flex Musix (FLXTRA)
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 2:24
- Release date
- February 16, 2024
- Record label
- P2023
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another song(On the way)
(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
We gon' be okay
I came through and fuck it up
Yeah, lean in my double cup
And your ho wanna fuck with us
I told twin to pick her up
I'm still spinnin' in that truck
Do you wanna get hit or not?
I just came in, Glock tucked, and I got that chop, yeah
Me and my team don't care
Tryna knock off heads
I been pourin' red
Finna dye my hair
I'm like, "What is this?"
Coupe tinted
I been fit in with your ho, you can't get in
I was boolin' on the East side with my fuckin' twin
Told that bitch she get kicked out if she spill my lean
If she spill my lean, if she spill my lean
I came through and fuck it up
Yeah, lean in my double cup
And your ho wanna fuck with us
I told twin to pick her up
I'm still spinnin' in that truck
Do you wanna get hit or not?
I just came in, Glock tucked, and I got that chop, yeah
Me and my team don't care
Tryna knock off heads
I been pourin' red
Finna dye my hair
I'm like, "What is this?"
Coupe tinted
I been fit in with your ho, you can't get in
Huh, huh
Coupe, fucked it up
Racks, fucked it up
That's why your ho wanna fuck with us
I was tryna hear them niggas, these niggas ain't sayin' anything
Bitch, I'm in New York shoppin', bitch, I'm buyin' everything
Foreign ho, wedding ring, this can't be my main thing
Prrt, prrt, prrt, bling, bling, diamonds on my chain, chain
Me and twin want that lick, but you know my pockets ate
I'll knock you out, turn your ass into a holiday (on the way)
I came through and fuck it up
Yeah, lean in my double cup (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
And your ho wanna fuck with us
I told twin to pick her up (we gon' be okay)
I'm still spinnin' in that truck
Do you wanna get hit or not?
I just came in, Glock tucked, and I got that chop, yeah
Me and my team don't care
Tryna knock off heads
I been pourin' red
Finna dye my hair
I'm like, "What is this?"
Coupe tinted
I been fit in with your ho, you can't get in
I was boolin' on the East side with my fuckin' twin
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