Yeen got clout like that, yeen got racks like that
My girl gotta blunt full of gas, she won't smoke it if it's trash
I'm flexing I'm flexing the coupe, ain't no top no roof
Yeah I flex like oou, and I ball like lou
100's on my shoe, these ain't Christian Lou
Aye why she on my line, ain't that there yo boo?
What she Tryna do, snort that line or 2
I'm on that southside, I tell her slide on through
Slim thick light skin blowing gas by the o
She don't smoke backwoods in that paper how she blow
Guap on overload she can't keep her legs close
I got my meat all in her mouth I'm trying punish baby throat
21 and her birthday in July just like me
She a freak, she get geeked, off the weed, off them beans
On the drank, what you thank, baby girl let's hit the lane
Aye this la thot right here she crazy, ma la shawty is insane
I'm just running up my bluestrips
All these girls on my meat tip
She wanna run it up saks fifth
Cause she know that I got money like I'm brad pitt
100's on 100's (Blue strip fiend , blue strip fiend?
I'm chasing money (Chasing green, chasing green)
I get that bag what you mean
(Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend)
Money falling out my jeans
(To much green, to much green)
I chase blue I chase green only 100's though
Run it up, get that bag, yeah thats how it go
I'm from the north, duval county, yeah that 904
I'm a star, a bright star, in the dark I glow
Smooth like finger roll, my swag on overdose
Oh that's your main thang, you better keep her close
I pull up super splashy, I look hella clean
Purple head to toe, look like promethazine
She wanna join the team, we the best in the league
She gotta mouth on her, she gone suck me to sleep
This a range not a Jeep, this came from cross the sea
I gotta foreign whip I need a foreign ting
Aye why they hate on me, I just stack my green
I let em do they thang, ion intervene
Don't let them in between, I stay in my lane
I just want the racks y'all can keep the fame
I'm just running up my bluestrips
All these girls on my meat tip
She wanna run it up saks fifth
Cause she know that I got money like I'm brad pitt
100's on 100's (Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend?
I'm chasing money (Chasing green, chasing green)
I get that bag what you mean
(Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend)
Money falling out my jeans
(To much green, to much green)
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Yeen got clout like that, yeen got racks like that
My girl gotta blunt full of gas, she won't smoke it if it's trash
I'm flexing I'm flexing the coupe, ain't no top no roof
Yeah I flex like oou, and I ball like lou
100's on my shoe, these ain't Christian Lou
Aye why she on my line, ain't that there yo boo?
What she Tryna do, snort that line or 2
I'm on that southside, I tell her slide on through
Slim thick light skin blowing gas by the o
She don't smoke backwoods in that paper how she blow
Guap on overload she can't keep her legs close
I got my meat all in her mouth I'm trying punish baby throat
21 and her birthday in July just like me
She a freak, she get geeked, off the weed, off them beans
On the drank, what you thank, baby girl let's hit the lane
Aye this la thot right here she crazy, ma la shawty is insane
I'm just running up my bluestrips
All these girls on my meat tip
She wanna run it up saks fifth
Cause she know that I got money like I'm brad pitt
100's on 100's (Blue strip fiend , blue strip fiend?
I'm chasing money (Chasing green, chasing green)
I get that bag what you mean
(Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend)
Money falling out my jeans
(To much green, to much green)
I chase blue I chase green only 100's though
Run it up, get that bag, yeah thats how it go
I'm from the north, duval county, yeah that 904
I'm a star, a bright star, in the dark I glow
Smooth like finger roll, my swag on overdose
Oh that's your main thang, you better keep her close
I pull up super splashy, I look hella clean
Purple head to toe, look like promethazine
She wanna join the team, we the best in the league
She gotta mouth on her, she gone suck me to sleep
This a range not a Jeep, this came from cross the sea
I gotta foreign whip I need a foreign ting
Aye why they hate on me, I just stack my green
I let em do they thang, ion intervene
Don't let them in between, I stay in my lane
I just want the racks y'all can keep the fame
I'm just running up my bluestrips
All these girls on my meat tip
She wanna run it up saks fifth
Cause she know that I got money like I'm brad pitt
100's on 100's (Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend?
I'm chasing money (Chasing green, chasing green)
I get that bag what you mean
(Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend)
Money falling out my jeans
(To much green, to much green)
My girl gotta blunt full of gas, she won't smoke it if it's trash
I'm flexing I'm flexing the coupe, ain't no top no roof
Yeah I flex like oou, and I ball like lou
100's on my shoe, these ain't Christian Lou
Aye why she on my line, ain't that there yo boo?
What she Tryna do, snort that line or 2
I'm on that southside, I tell her slide on through
Slim thick light skin blowing gas by the o
She don't smoke backwoods in that paper how she blow
Guap on overload she can't keep her legs close
I got my meat all in her mouth I'm trying punish baby throat
21 and her birthday in July just like me
She a freak, she get geeked, off the weed, off them beans
On the drank, what you thank, baby girl let's hit the lane
Aye this la thot right here she crazy, ma la shawty is insane
I'm just running up my bluestrips
All these girls on my meat tip
She wanna run it up saks fifth
Cause she know that I got money like I'm brad pitt
100's on 100's (Blue strip fiend , blue strip fiend?
I'm chasing money (Chasing green, chasing green)
I get that bag what you mean
(Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend)
Money falling out my jeans
(To much green, to much green)
I chase blue I chase green only 100's though
Run it up, get that bag, yeah thats how it go
I'm from the north, duval county, yeah that 904
I'm a star, a bright star, in the dark I glow
Smooth like finger roll, my swag on overdose
Oh that's your main thang, you better keep her close
I pull up super splashy, I look hella clean
Purple head to toe, look like promethazine
She wanna join the team, we the best in the league
She gotta mouth on her, she gone suck me to sleep
This a range not a Jeep, this came from cross the sea
I gotta foreign whip I need a foreign ting
Aye why they hate on me, I just stack my green
I let em do they thang, ion intervene
Don't let them in between, I stay in my lane
I just want the racks y'all can keep the fame
I'm just running up my bluestrips
All these girls on my meat tip
She wanna run it up saks fifth
Cause she know that I got money like I'm brad pitt
100's on 100's (Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend?
I'm chasing money (Chasing green, chasing green)
I get that bag what you mean
(Blue strip fiend, blue strip fiend)
Money falling out my jeans
(To much green, to much green)
Writer: Tyquan Solomon
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