Tongue Blue
Cough syrup in a Minute Maid
And it make my tongue blue
Oh yeah my bae so fine, I don't even wanna stare at you
I feel like I'm bulletproof, but I'll still shoot at you
I'm not gone make the news and I'm still gone get some snooze
I'm so fly in any weather, I don't need no umbrella
I'm so fire in the cold, I don't even need a sweater
You're not really in the paint, all you is a story teller
I been chasing blue and green, feeling like a Mello-Yello
I cannot let you get over, I'ma try to put you over
I know that I am a soldier, I don't need no damn exposure
In my bag like I'm in Kroger, I'm not looking over my shoulders
I know that I'm getting older, stacking money just like folders
I'm on a Perc and a Addy, I turn to an addict, lil shawty she got a lil fatty
I don't mean to be bragging, your hoe she a maggot, she a little trashy
Everybody showing me love, everybody want some drugs
I got every drug you want, I might just turn you up
Cough syrup in a Minute Maid
And it make my tongue blue
Oh yeah my bae so fine, I don't even wanna stare at you
I feel like I'm bulletproof, but I'll still shoot at you
I'm not gone make the news and I'm still gone get some snooze
I'm so fly in any weather, I don't need no umbrella
I'm so fire in the cold, I don't even need a sweater
You're not really in the paint, all you is a story teller
I been chasing blue and green, feeling like a Mello-Yello
And it make my tongue blue
Oh yeah my bae so fine, I don't even wanna stare at you
I feel like I'm bulletproof, but I'll still shoot at you
I'm not gone make the news and I'm still gone get some snooze
I'm so fly in any weather, I don't need no umbrella
I'm so fire in the cold, I don't even need a sweater
You're not really in the paint, all you is a story teller
I been chasing blue and green, feeling like a Mello-Yello
I cannot let you get over, I'ma try to put you over
I know that I am a soldier, I don't need no damn exposure
In my bag like I'm in Kroger, I'm not looking over my shoulders
I know that I'm getting older, stacking money just like folders
I'm on a Perc and a Addy, I turn to an addict, lil shawty she got a lil fatty
I don't mean to be bragging, your hoe she a maggot, she a little trashy
Everybody showing me love, everybody want some drugs
I got every drug you want, I might just turn you up
Cough syrup in a Minute Maid
And it make my tongue blue
Oh yeah my bae so fine, I don't even wanna stare at you
I feel like I'm bulletproof, but I'll still shoot at you
I'm not gone make the news and I'm still gone get some snooze
I'm so fly in any weather, I don't need no umbrella
I'm so fire in the cold, I don't even need a sweater
You're not really in the paint, all you is a story teller
I been chasing blue and green, feeling like a Mello-Yello
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Writer(s): Devilin Payne
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