Blasé (feat. Future & Rae Sremmurd)

You know what's going on
Over there and over there, okay

Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a 100 bottles in the club like
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr

Oh, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé

Blasé, blasé, blasé, all I drink is bombay
When I'm with my niggas, I might drink that henny
Smoking kush and pull it, motherfuck the police
I ain't scared to die, on them dead homies
Hit them licks, wh-whipping the bricks
Still with the shit
I'm young and I'm rich, young and I'm rich
I got hoes nigga, I got hoes in different area codes, I think I'm Nate dogg
I started from the ground I'm that nigga now
I stay with the loud, can you hear me now?

And my bitch cold, she a centerfold
Put her on a stand, and she never told

Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a 100 bottles in the club like

Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Oh, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé

I break the bank like an athlete, hon
Shawty caught drunk, fucking up her new louboutins
If I let her in my masi she might be a trending topic
Before she gotta ride it, bust it, pop it, blasé, blasé

Been spent your rent and I'm still blowing big faces
Something 'bout them Ben Franklins make any bitch get naked
Crew got the juice, bitch you don't need no chasers
Ball on these niggas, I need knee replacements

Ordered up a 100 roses
Need a bezel like blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé

Blasé, blasé, blasé, bllasé
Ordered up a 100 bottles in the club like
Blasé, blasé, blasé, bllasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Oh, blasé, blasé, basé, blasé

Sipping out the jug until I feel it in my body
I was, uh, hoping you were salty when you saw me, keep her rowdy

Seen around me, all we do is dip and dab
Got twin turbos on twin turbos and them bitches really smash
It's a fifty fifty chance I might, get ya, get ya
It's a fifty fifty chance that these niggas didn't pitch in
I'm pouring up 'til I can't no more
I swear everything I see slow mo'

Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, blasé, blasé, bllasé
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a 100 bottles in the club like
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Whiping maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Oh, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Is all we want
Is all we want
Is all we want



Credits
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Gary Rafael Hill, Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Aaquil Iben Shamon Brown, Malik Ibn Bron
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