Electric Blue (feat. Jonathan Chapman)

Sky's electric blue
Walkin on the sun
Terrified of you
Just like all the rest
Sky's electric blue
Walkin on the sun
Terrified of you
Just like all the rest
I'm so sick of you
Heart I'm walkin' on

Sky's electric blue
911 coupe
I remember Drew
Trynna' to stretch a deuce
Now we pressin' food
I be selling all
Dose so oily, got high cholesterol

City of Detroit, like a wrecking ball
Pick your drug of choice, I can sell it all
Penny saved is a penny earned
Fiends half ass nickel slick
Plug finna' drop me off a dime piece
Made a quarter off of shorting zombies

227 Sig Sauer boys got some blow the same color as the concrete
Three trash bags full of eggs
Me and law gone' pull up in a chair
With a 504 of that Will Ferrel for the 21, That's a little Herald
Bae schemin, really waist deep
On that open road, it get real narrow

Bo showin' off his AP
Guwop floatin off a wheel barrel
18 for the pastries whippin gingerbread, I'm the bakers man
In the ghetto with the turtle poppin yellow sippin purple like a lakers fan
Lets get it

Sky's electric blue
Walkin on the sun
Terrified of you
Just like all the rest
Sky's electric blue
Walkin on the sun
Terrified of you
Just like all the rest

It's Bo Jackson Hewwit
Ain't no tax included
Me and streetz we some dog fighters
Turned a half a key to a masterpiece
Remember that was me pullin' all nighters
On the Hell Block, had to peddle white
Sellin' Yay where every day was devil's night

I was catchin' pops now I'm catchin' flights
Opps wanna catch me, meet me at the light
Had to step it up and get my levels right
Two stepped the blow, that's a peddle bike
Me and Taj closer than some step brothers
Get you stepped on like some dentien
Front back through the inseams

Did 300 racks off the Mr. Clean
Chole long as a limousine
Dope same color as a kidney bean
New freezer for the whole team
Brick of Codeine with Promethazine

Finna' take the panties off the pint
Chain like a bowl of methamphetamines
Told bro them pants too big
Need a smaller size, I can't fit the jeans
Niggas tellin me to 28, Granny still get em for the 17
'Sgett-it

Sky's electric blue
Walkin on the sun
Terrified of you
Just like all the rest
I'm so sick of you
Heart I'm walkin' on
They walkin' on



Credits
Writer(s): William Butler, Tim Kingsbury, Jeremy Gara, Richard R Parry, Win Butler, Regine Chassagne
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