Blue Star (feat. Pat Ron)

Uh, stop playin', I get it, I'm still with it
Got faded last night and I still feel it
I don't fuck with the clubs I'm here with it
I don't beg for the love I still get it

Tweetin' all in her feelings, we heal different
I don't need her I'm cool, be real nigga
Keep rollin' like a coupe, D.Ville, nigga
All I need is Moody to shoot this film nigga

And I'm with Pat Ron,
Trash bag full but it ain't from the lawn
Man, hold up, got money on the line
Said I want a new bitch and I made her go blonde
Don't waste my time,
Nigga be quiet I'm speakin' my mind
Can't get yours with your eyes on mine
Ninety-five with it on 35

Uh, yeah started out with that pad and that pencil
Meditation did good for my mental
Cold world put my heart in an igloo

Ayy man, I ain't know we had a issue
Be cool got a Donovan Mitchell
I don't wanna be short but I tend to
Them conversations I ain't into

I'ma cut through the fog with the headlights
Full moon, I'm a dog after midnight
All I got is my balls and my insight
In a lowkey spot, no invites
Eight Ball and G, still pimp-tyte

In the Triple D goin' after M's like the letter N
Tell me where to begin, and let's get right
Let's get right

Yeah, talkin' bout peace, might need it
Nine milly, I might need it
These niggas play so greasy
Birds-eye view, I seen it
Booked room at Four Seasons
Only time I take baggage
Gettin' this bread, what's happenin'

Talkin' bout peace, might need it
Nine milly, I might need it
These niggas play so greasy
Birds-eye view, I seen it
Booked room at Four Seasons
Only time I take baggage
Gettin' this bread, what's happenin'

Once I start can't stop him
You'll never catch me joggin
But I got a 40 cal up in my joggers
Y'all niggas know when I get on the track I'ma pop my shit, cause I'm poppin'
We told these niggas shut up and rap these niggas still actin' like bloggers

Niggas still actin' like I ain't got braggin rights everything I touch get bodied
Y'all wasn't even ready for the flow switch I just turned a 16 to a homi'
Keep tellin' niggas don't try me and I gotta get the paper, origami
I heard Christ turned water into wine so I'm tryna turn this merch to a Audi

Talkin' bout pack I need it
40 cal, yeah, I got it
Four hoes at Four Seasons
Four blunts in my baggage
TSA ain't even much see it
Need more pack when I'm landing
Gas man always comin' through when I need him

Talkin' bout pack I need it
40 cal, yeah, I got it
Four hoes at Four Seasons
Four blunts in my baggage
TSA ain't even much see it
Need more pack when I'm landing
Gas man always comin' through when I need him

Yeah, talkin' bout peace, might need it
Nine milly, I might need it
These niggas play so greasy
Birds-eye view, I seen it
Booked room at Four Seasons
Only time I take baggage
Gettin' this bread, what's happenin'

Talkin' bout peace, might need it
Nine milly, I might need it
These niggas play so greasy
Birds-eye view, I seen it
Booked room at four seasons
Only time I take baggage
Gettin' this bread, what's happenin'



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Writer(s): Blake Daniels
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