Blues On Me
Smoking that zaza, I'm too geeked
We get fucked up every week
I put that glockie on repeat yea
And I'm chilling with the gang, we getting too fried
That boy start talking shit he might lose an eye yea
Fuck that shit, we gon see
I Got all them blues on me
Can't fit any more in my ksubi's yea
But I'm sipping on that drank man
Riding in that tank man
And I'm making bank man yea
But they know that
I've been making money, feeling like young Kodak
Went shopping with a bad bitch, Filling up that coat rack
And we sipping on that Tris
My wrist yea it glisten, I've been on that
Fuck them they not on that yea
We got mini dracos, they not on that yea
I Got a glock yea it blows like all them hoes
Whole gang full of shooters I feel like D-Rose
Smoking that zaza, I'm too geeked
We get fucked up every week
I put that glockie on repeat yea
And I'm chilling with the gang, we getting too fried
That boy start talking shit he might lose an eye yea
Fuck that shit, we gon see
I Got all them blues on me
Can't fit any more in my ksubi's yea
But I'm sipping on that drank man
Riding in that tank man
And I'm making bank man yea
We get fucked up every week
I put that glockie on repeat yea
And I'm chilling with the gang, we getting too fried
That boy start talking shit he might lose an eye yea
Fuck that shit, we gon see
I Got all them blues on me
Can't fit any more in my ksubi's yea
But I'm sipping on that drank man
Riding in that tank man
And I'm making bank man yea
But they know that
I've been making money, feeling like young Kodak
Went shopping with a bad bitch, Filling up that coat rack
And we sipping on that Tris
My wrist yea it glisten, I've been on that
Fuck them they not on that yea
We got mini dracos, they not on that yea
I Got a glock yea it blows like all them hoes
Whole gang full of shooters I feel like D-Rose
Smoking that zaza, I'm too geeked
We get fucked up every week
I put that glockie on repeat yea
And I'm chilling with the gang, we getting too fried
That boy start talking shit he might lose an eye yea
Fuck that shit, we gon see
I Got all them blues on me
Can't fit any more in my ksubi's yea
But I'm sipping on that drank man
Riding in that tank man
And I'm making bank man yea
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Writer(s): Nathan Craft
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