OUT THE BLUE

One day, yeah one way
Bitch came out the blue, she got some to say
You been racing on my mind, you doing these relays
New plain jane, for the better days
Uh, shawty bae, you know we getting paid
I like the dimples on yo' face, you a dime piece
Brand new timepiece, tell me what the time is
Yeah it's late at night, pressing up on my skin

I been getting tipsy with you, I want everything to do with you
You know I don't care about your past, or when the credits due
But I know credits due when credits do you dirty
And it's way too late for me to stay up with you flirting
And if I wanted something serious, imma tell you what the word is
We was supposed to be a thing about a year ago, I'm buying you birkins
Saucing when I'm walking through the mall, and we splurging
I been feeling like a martian, got the green on me like Marvin
Huh, huh, huh, Yeah northside, westside, we gon' slip and slide
I got yo' bitch, and she looking at my diamond eyes
We fell in love, I never thought that I'd be hypnotized
But in the end, we promised that we won't be eye to eye
Yeah that ain't right, I'm taking flight, I'm stepping in these dunks
Oh yeah I got 'em for the slump, huh
New jetski on the necklace, we going down, I sunk, yeah

One day, yeah one way
Bitch came out the blue, she got some to say
You been racing on my mind, you doing these relays
New plain jane, for the better days
Uh, shawty bae, you know we getting paid
I like the dimples on yo' face, you a dime piece
Brand new timepiece, tell me what the time is
Yeah it's late at night, pressing up on my skin

It's 'bout a hundred on me now let's play big bank
Too many blues I gotta keep em in my fish tank
I had to flick up my wrist I went blind
I had to put on this bitch she too fine
Bitch bad she be feeling on my skin
Her overall a 99 but she a 10
If I wasn't getting money would you love me
If I had a couple bodies would you trust me
And she be wishing on a star that I'm pulling up
I'm finna fuck her in the car when I'm pulling up
She know I buss her like a king she can't get enough
If I asked for my strap she gone put it up
She don't wanna see me gone
She just wanna spend the rest of her life with me
With me
With me not you
You broke go boo hoo hoo hoo
That's too bad that you broke you can't fuck with me
Me and Camo off that shit, it's them drugs in me
Fell in love with this bitch she in love me
Camo my nigga what you got to say
8-4 on the dashboard
She riding shotgun, asking me about my la-la-last whore
I had to tell her, I ain't ever had a last whore
You my favorite girl

One day, yeah one way
Bitch came out the blue, she got some to say
You been racing on my mind, you doing these relays
New plain jane, for the better days
Uh, shawty bae, you know we getting paid
I like the dimples on yo' face, you a dime piece
Brand new timepiece, tell me what the time is
Yeah it's late at night, pressing up on my skin



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher La Croix
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