It’s Blurag
New whip we way too fast
Pop up outta nowhere and blast
Incredibles son how I dash
Leave my problems in the past
You got no reason to be mad
Niggas know that I get to the cash
My pockets just too fat
In luv with this hoe she bad
She ain't feeling me at all
I just want somebody to call
In this world I just feel small
She play me like basketball
Pour codeine i watch it dissolve
I rock designer dont care about the cost
Got a Glock nine in my draws
Getcho back up off the wall
Dripped down from my head to my toe
Ima might just go and switch up the flow
Thats my bae she not a hoe
Baby if u ain't gonna stay then go
Roll up fo I pour up a fo
Drank got me moving slow
My neck is just too cold
I make her touch her toes
She got me singing woes
But I got to let her know
That my love for you Is Real
Girl you ain’t run of the mill
And Imma live you still
And that’s just how I feel
Silver on the chain
Bae I want way more than brain
She play me like a game
Do she even know my name
This girl got me insane
I can’t even explain
Big ass fo’, it take the pain
She want me to be her man
Drop top but the roof is gone
She eat me filet mignon
You girlfriend like my song
She want me to put her on
Who that fuck nigga hating on
He gon’ get smoked like a bong
Nigga talk tough, then it’s on
Metal on me like Megatron
Uh, let’s go
Smoking on trees, I’m smoking on reefer
She wanna leave, man I cannot believe her
I’m by her side, no I can never leave her
My and my baby like Lois and Peter
You don’t fuck with me I don’t fuck with you either
Sing to that girl like Justin Bieber
I’m with the guys and I’m coming like Ceaser
Mixing the lean and I’m sipping a liter
Pass me the rock and I ball in the paint
My money tall like Lebron James
She wanna be my main thang
Thick bitch, no I can’t complain
I get the money and I maintain
Yo ex boyfriend been a lame
White chicks like the Brother Wayans
And all three of us smoking dank
New whip we way too fast
Pop up outta nowhere and blast
Incredibles son how I dash
Leave my problems in the past
You got no reason to be mad
Niggas know that I get to the cash
My pockets just too fat
In luv with this hoe she bad
She ain't feeling me at all
I just want somebody to call
In this world I just feel small
She play me like basketball
Pour codeine i watch it dissolve
I rock designer dont care about the cost
Got a Glock nine in my draws
Getcho back up off the wall
Dripped down from my head to my toe
Ima might just go and switch up the flow
Thats my bae she not a hoe
Baby if u ain't gonna stay then go
Roll up fo I pour up a fo
Drank got me moving slow
My neck is just too cold
I make her touch her toes
She got me singing woes
But I got to let her know
That my love for you Is Real
Girl you ain’t run of the mill
And Imma live you still
And that’s just how I feel
Silver on the chain
Bae I want way more than brain
She play me like a game
Do she even know my name
This girl got me insane
I can’t even explain
Big ass fo’, it take the pain
She want me to be her man
Drop top but the roof is gone
She eat me filet mignon
You girlfriend like my song
She want me to put her on
Who that fuck nigga hating on
He gon’ get smoked like a bong
Nigga talk tough, then it’s on
Metal on me like Megatron
Uh, let’s go
Smoking on trees, I’m smoking on reefer
She wanna leave, man I cannot believe her
I’m by her side, no I can never leave her
My and my baby like Lois and Peter
You don’t fuck with me I don’t fuck with you either
Sing to that girl like Justin Bieber
I’m with the guys and I’m coming like Ceaser
Mixing the lean and I’m sipping a liter
Pass me the rock and I ball in the paint
My money tall like Lebron James
She wanna be my main thang
Thick bitch, no I can’t complain
I get the money and I maintain
Yo ex boyfriend been a lame
White chicks like the Brother Wayans
And all three of us smoking dank
( Blurag )
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