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Blueprint Lyrics - Artist : Eli Sostre
Bitch, I'm on the way, I ain't gotta prove nothin'
For my kids, while we ridin' with Uz' gun She tryna leave all the problems for new fun In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth Me and you, give a fuck '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 Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth How far can I take your bitch, I'm breakin' loose, no this ain't no Canada Goose Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin' This the molly, can't fuck with the movement I've been workin', the fuck you been doin'? Got a Birkin the fuck she been screwin'? She wanna bring that shit back, run that shit back That's out the burrow, don't fuck with the past I got a gun and a mask Don't need to use it, my youngins'll blast Talk about trap but they ain't finna trap They fuck with Pirelli, can't fuck with the cap Came from the block to that shit, caught a map Got a bad little bitch, 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 thug that shit out I might just smoke on an ounce Baby, what is you fussin' about? I can't have no one stressin' me out Fuck 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 bitch 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 Bitch, I'm on the way, I ain't gotta prove nothin' For my kids, while we ridin' with Uz' gun She tryna leave all the problems for new fun In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth Me and you, give a fuck '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 Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth How far can I take your bitch, I'm breakin' loose, no this ain't no Canada Goose Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin' This the molly, can't fuck with the movement I've been workin', the fuck you been doin'? Got a Birkin the fuck she been screwin'? She wanna bring that shit back, run that shit back That's out the burrow, don't fuck with the past I got a gun and a mask Don't need to use it, my youngins'll blast Talk about trap but they ain't finna trap They fuck with Pirelli, can't fuck with the cap Came from the block to that shit, caught a map Came from the block to that shit, caught a map |
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