This is a song about "Blowing on"

Starting blowing breezy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I need to free them

Blowing up like i'm boston

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

She likes the way it hits her lips

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I tell her to cop it and keep on going i aint stopping till im blowing

Blowing on that gummy

I’m tryna be low key