Blue Skunnits

Now I got Projects pending on my pay check
Funny cuz I was from the projects (I'm from the projects)
Section 8 done pay rent (Hmm)
Talkin mo' money (Talkin mo' money)
And all these niggas really say less
Run up on me (Run up on me)
And all ya niggas really place bets
I Dont take rest nah i dont take shit well
She pull down my zipper and she think its sickle cell
I got me a bad bitch that dont really kiss and tell
I make it rain and she drop it like pharell
Bitch
Send it to the moon he produced this
True shit
Till my pockets terry crew wit it
And the Crew big
Leave a bitch pussy six nine
Stoopid
All up in her mouth like a toothpick
Makin movements got jersey mad as fuck
And I moved to the six
Trump's shit wasnt adding up
Bitch i got the juice but my bitch got it juicy
Pop up in the coupe leaned out like the roof is

Blue Skunnits on drip

Lovin two hoes me got me feeling like cupid
Plus the C notes gon keep me in the music
I got the rhythm like im cuban
And she know im cuban
So she sneak some like she tryna move it
I don't know but them Gucci's that you bought be lookin cheap
If it cost to be a boss idc ill pay the fee (Ya)
If shwaty understand me then i put her over me
She say she feelin dizzy all up in her ovaries
I am in the buildin you not even at the gate
And If time is money then i guess all ya niggas late
She know love a game
All you bitches play
I take her out this world you only take her out the states
Flow wetter than the lake on the mic tho
A ride or die but she ride like the bike broke (It's alright tho)
She said im always high
Couldn't tell from my height tho
Trying to see what i see get your eyes low

Blue Skunnits on drip

Tell moon to bring that water
Ya estamos arto de los bomberos
Diablo!



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Madrigal
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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