Sonny D - Out the Blue Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah
Sonny D
Woah
Pull up out the blue
I'm pullin' out that blue
You ain't boutcha' money
Who the f*ck is you?
My religion Tru
Bob the Builder, keep my tool
Flyest kicks like Liu (Kang)
(Yuhh, yuhh)
Yeah, I'm pullin' out that blue
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Yeah they talk bout' being broke
But they ain't doing shit
They ain't grindin' hard
They ain't tryna' flip the script
Got that, call me Mr. Rich
Bitches tryna' be my Miss
Hoes mad, know I got em pissed
If I shoot my shot then ion' ever miss
Codeine in my liver, purple in my piss
Bout' my shit so don'tchu' try to diss
I just want the neck, ion' want no kiss
Teeth so god damn icy, gave my ass a lisp
Got so f*cked up last night, f*cked this bitch
I think her name was Trish
F*ckin' up the game like that shit was a glitch
I ain't never love no bitch
Only 18, this the shit I wish
Brand new whip, brand new crib
Brand new ice, brand new bitch
Bes' believe she thick
Kylie Jenner shit (Ayee')
(Dog barking)
Yeah
Get that nigga
Pullin' out the blue, nigga
Wassup'?
You ain't want that smoke, nigga
Yeah
Pull up out the blue
I'm pullin' out that blue
You ain't boutcha' money
Who the f*ck is you?
My religion Tru
Trappin' out da' school
Ghostin' hoes like boo (Ayee)
(Yuhh, yuhh)
Yeah, I'm pullin' out that blue
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Yuhh, I'm boutta' blow, don't sleep
Won't forget about my bros, don't weep
Got my haters mad, but they creep
I ain't takin' steps, I leap
Hit a nigga wit' the right, Ali
Stay up in the stu', no sleep
In the industry, I'm deep
I'ma do it like Cole, no feats
Seen some niggas fold, cold feet
I ain't lookin for no trophy
She say she love me
She ain't tryna' dub me
Ion' do no cuddling
Tryna' ball, no rugby
Ion got no love b
Most you hoes is ugly
So don'tchu' try to hug me
You a dummy
Sad about yo bitch
Cause' you know she f*ck me
I put it in her tummy
You self destructing
Yeah, man
They ain't want that shit wit' me
I'm f*ckin' Sonny D in this bitch, nigga
Yeah, you already know what the f*ck goin' on
Whole lotta 3-1-0 shit
Like I said before
I'm pullin' out the blue, nigga
Yeah
Pull up out the blue
I'm pullin' out that blue
You ain't boutcha' money
Who the f*ck is you?
My religion Tru
Bob the Builder, keep my tool
Flyest kicks like Liu (Kang)
(Yuhh, yuhh)
Yeah, I'm pullin' out that blue
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Out the mothaf*ckin' blue, nigga
Out the blue, nigga
Yuhh, we pullin' out the blue, nigga
Pullin' up, pullin' up
Pullin' out the blue, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pullin' out the blue, nigga