b#tch, I’m on the way, I ain’t gotta prove nothin’
For my kids, while we ridin’ with who’s gun
She tryna leave all the problems for new fun
In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth
Me and you, give a f#ck ’bout your boo
I got bidness to handle ’round two
I tell the teller to keep it, no, I do not need it, I like all my hunnids on blue
f#ck the labels, I gave you the truth
How far can I take your b#tch, I’m breakin’ new snow, this ain’t no Canada Goose
Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin’
This the, you can’t f#ck with the movement
I’ve been workin’, the f#ck you been doin’?
Gotta Birkin her friend, shе keep screwin’
She wanna run that sh#t back, run that sh#t back
That’s for the bird, I don’t f#ck with a pash
I got a gun and a mash
Don’t need to usе it, my youngins’ll blast
Talk about trap but they ain’t finna trap
They f#ck with Pirelli, can’t f#ck with the cap
Came from the block to that sh#t, caught a map
Got a bad little b#tch, I just hit from the back
Yeah, yeah
She fell in love with the bounce
Don’t fall in love with me now
I had to cut that sh#t out
I might just smoke on an ounce
Baby, what is you fussin’ about?
I can’t have no one stressin’ me out
f#ck breakin’ even, we rich now
Oh, I got me some reason to switch now
Say she wanna get high and get dicked down
I got you, bae
She want a brand new ‘Cedes
I got you, baby
Man, that b#tch so bad, she wanna have my baby
She wanna drive me wild, just don’t drive me crazy
Baby, it’s been a while, just wanna see you naked
Say she love to get high off that Cocaine 80’s
She say she love to be mine, baby, I hope we make it
b#tch, I’m on the way, I ain’t gotta prove nothin’
For my kids, while we ridin’ with who’s gun
She tryna leave all the problems for new fun
In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth
Me and you, give a f#ck ’bout your boo
I got bidness to handle ’round two
I tell the teller to keep it, no, I do not need it, I like all my hunnids on blue
f#ck the labels, I gave you the truth
How far can I take your b#tch, I’m breakin’ new snow, this ain’t no Canada Goose
Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin’
This the, you can’t f#ck with the movement
I’ve been workin’, the f#ck you been doin’?
Gotta Birkin her friend, she keep screwin’
She wanna run that sh#t back, run that sh#t back
That’s for the bird, I don’t f#ck with a pash
I got a gun and a mash
Don’t need to use it, my youngins’ll blast
Talk about trap but they ain’t finna trap
They f#ck with Pirelli, can’t f#ck with the cap
Came from the block to that sh#t, caught a map
Got a bad little b#tch, I just hit from the back
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Eli Sostre Lyrics – Blueprint