They say all dogs go to heaven but my homies pushing hellcats
Need a contract with a auto shop because we like to spin flats
You can’t see us when we sliding through window all black
3 AM at the red light no you can’t race this scat
40 get to clapping got him dancing got him crip walking
Don’t approach me with your shiesty mask I don’t do talking
Got a crash dummy waiting to creep but we don’t be stalking
Thought we pushing in Cherokee na this a track-hawk
Diamonds flashing different colors thought I was a peacock
36 millimeter Rollie it don’t ticktock
Keep a mask when it’s time to drill like a sergeant
Wet him up while he washing clothes like detergent
(2Real Codeine Verse 1)
If you got a dream its a dream then pursue it
Lot of racks on my mind not afraid to pull it
Made a f#cking oath stack that cheese f#ck that cooling
I keep that sh#t inside because low-key i’m kind of ruthless
Uh, Stack a couple bands i’m not hooping,(ahhh),Stack a couple bands i’m not hooping but i’m traveling
2Real GSL when we pop out we be dazzling
Pop out with your main thing don’t question I’m crashing it
All he want is hunnids he talking bout no touchdown
My old lady want to wear my watch this a bust-down
Got these diamonds dancin and you thought it was a playground
Me and 2Real Codeine in Detroit causin mayhem
You can’t keep solid when he snitchin ion know them
Stack em 100 50s spend them ones bout em blue strips
Seen some Dior in the mall spend a bag I equip
Sticked up white chalkin but he ain’t talk bout fun dip
Went to Europe jus some dior call it round trips
(Yea yea) I’m rocksar
Killing beats on my mic ion need no guitar
You can’t breathe this smoke got him leaning ain’t no puff bar
(2Real Codeine Hook)
I put some damage on the beat and you know it get critical
Damn Codeine how you so damn lyrical
I just think on different sh#t I’m not typical
Ain’t no function in the sight its not to visible
(Haaa)
Im just cooling right now with a cup on me
Blue strips what I’m counting we get up with you
Hop on planes out of range you can’t f#ck with me
This a big scat pack no ain’t no bumblebee
Need them blue strips right away this guarantee
615 be the lingo not just Tennessee
Heard your boy was talking crazy he just off Hennessy
Can’t keep up with all the hate need an assistant
Can’t fit so racks up in my pocket got some resistant
GSL dropping back to back consistent
He talking crazy 6ft deep not just distant
Hate just feigning for attention beg for my existence
Uh Uh just switch the flow up
Me and Codeine dropping hits praying that they blow up
Heard you dissing 2Real GSL oh young man its grow up
That bop a catfish on the gram got my stomach about to throw up
(Yea yea) I’m rocksar
Killing beats on my mic ion need no guitar
You can’t breathe this smoke got him leaning ain’t no puff bar
(2Real Codeine Hook)
I put sone damage on the beat and you know it get critical
Damn Codeine how you so damn lyrical
Hits back to back very much collisional
We breaking bread very much divisional
(Next Page Keep up C’mon)
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GSL Dee Lyrics – Blue Strips