Blue Sky
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Woke up in the morning
Got to get it on my own
Cuz ain't nobody gave me nothin'
Woke up and decided today's a new day
And I wanna go be something'
All these nigga really out here frontin'
And yeah I'm really out here stuntin'
Might take a trip to the woods
Grab my weapon and then go start huntin'
I like the way I'm livin'
Tryna make my money stack to the ceiling
Hustling from morning til noon and night
And nigga I ain't in my feelings
I remember riding in a Benz
And I ain't even have no friends
I'm tryna keep my soul cleansed
And I don't even follow these trends
I'm sick of all these disgusting ass bitches
They cramping all on my style
Niggas wifing these thots
They smelling like fish
That's why I ain't walking down the aisle
These niggas out here wearing dresses
That's why I never show 'em my smile
I don't wanna go back to hurt 'em
Because I don't wanna go back to trial
Everyday I wake up with a new trigger
Everyday I want my chain bigger
Dirty niggas lame and poor that's why l
Can't be a gold digger
And I don't give a fuck about a bully
I don't care if these niggas snigger
(I don't care if these niggas snigger)
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip
I can keep my grip I will never slip
Yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
So many whore mongers
Fucking everybody in town
That's why I'm never around
Bitch Niggas they all being clowns
They ain't having no weed
They ain't having no pounds
(They ain't having no pounds)
They ain't having no pounds
I don't wanna go back to the A
To Santa Muerte I pray
'Cuz I don't pray to God
I don't need no advice
And I don't want to be led astray
I don't need no makeup
I don't need no clothes
Nigga I don't even gotta slay
I don't got time for all the fonk
And the drama
I don't even gotta play
Pray to Santa Muerte
Because ain't nobody having my back
Life got hard as a felon
Living in a one room shack
I keep all the predators off me
'Cuz I don't wanna look like a snack
Go tell all the Hollywood producers
Make room for a brand new plaque
Still rolling by myself
And I don't hang in a pack
If you ask Obinidodo
"What you gone do?"
Imma say "imma go get a stack"
All them pussy niggas stole from me
And I don't even want it back
They stole from me
(And I don't even want it back)
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip
I can keep my grip I will never slip
Yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip Yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Woke up in the morning
Got to get it on my own
Cuz ain't nobody gave me nothin'
Woke up and decided today's a new day
And I wanna go be something'
All these nigga really out here frontin'
And yeah I'm really out here stuntin'
Might take a trip to the woods
Grab my weapon and then go start huntin'
I like the way I'm livin'
Tryna make my money stack to the ceiling
Hustling from morning til noon and night
And nigga I ain't in my feelings
I remember riding in a Benz
And I ain't even have no friends
I'm tryna keep my soul cleansed
And I don't even follow these trends
I'm sick of all these disgusting ass bitches
They cramping all on my style
Niggas wifing these thots
They smelling like fish
That's why I ain't walking down the aisle
These niggas out here wearing dresses
That's why I never show 'em my smile
I don't wanna go back to hurt 'em
Because I don't wanna go back to trial
Everyday I wake up with a new trigger
Everyday I want my chain bigger
Dirty niggas lame and poor that's why l
Can't be a gold digger
And I don't give a fuck about a bully
I don't care if these niggas snigger
(I don't care if these niggas snigger)
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip
I can keep my grip I will never slip
Yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
So many whore mongers
Fucking everybody in town
That's why I'm never around
Bitch Niggas they all being clowns
They ain't having no weed
They ain't having no pounds
(They ain't having no pounds)
They ain't having no pounds
I don't wanna go back to the A
To Santa Muerte I pray
'Cuz I don't pray to God
I don't need no advice
And I don't want to be led astray
I don't need no makeup
I don't need no clothes
Nigga I don't even gotta slay
I don't got time for all the fonk
And the drama
I don't even gotta play
Pray to Santa Muerte
Because ain't nobody having my back
Life got hard as a felon
Living in a one room shack
I keep all the predators off me
'Cuz I don't wanna look like a snack
Go tell all the Hollywood producers
Make room for a brand new plaque
Still rolling by myself
And I don't hang in a pack
If you ask Obinidodo
"What you gone do?"
Imma say "imma go get a stack"
All them pussy niggas stole from me
And I don't even want it back
They stole from me
(And I don't even want it back)
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip
I can keep my grip I will never slip
Yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
Go and tell the waitress
Pour another sip
Might Catch me in your corner
Smokin' by the zip
I don't gotta strip I can keep my grip
I will never slip Yeah I'm in the whip
Now I'm repping Crip
Rest In Peace Nip
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Writer(s): Pawel Tugeman, Thea Arnold
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