Tuesday
Dane
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But it's only Tuesday Look, 3 a.m. in the club and I'm too lit Shit feel' like Friday, but it's only Tuesday I keep mixin' the weed with the Dusse I need some lean because I got a toothache I can't f*ck with these niggas, they too fake I'm treatin' bitches like my name is Blueface I just sold me a pound on a Tuesday Now I'm in the club throwin' up blue faces I had to go get it all on my own I ain't have me no help or assistance I'm on a mission, I got tunnel vision I'm fully committed to winnin Sellin' some pounds, til I cop me a house I'ma get that shit, then I'ma flip it I'm tryin' to fill up all my bank accounts And y'all worry about fuckin' on bitches Do it yourself if you want it done better Them bitches love Dane cause I'm makin' it wetter I fucked on this bitch, now she wearin' my sweaters I don't know her name, I just call that bitch Heather I cannot f*ck with no hater Complainin' ass niggas, I swear that that shit make my head hurt I'm tryin' to get me a million, I swear I'ma get it I'm makin' visits to the teller These niggas be cops, can't stop us Pass me the bag when I don't want no grabba I'll never let bygones be bygones Niggas be payin' for bitches like Zion These bitches be sneaky like pythons But they want somebody they can rely on I'm tryin' to get higher and higher Put on the beat that I know I'ma slide on Look, 3 a.m. in the club and I'm too lit Shit feel like Friday, but it's only Tuesday I keep mixin' the weed with the Dusse I need some lean because I got a toothache I can't f*ck with these niggas, they too fake I'm treatin' bitches like my name is Blueface I just sold me a pound on a Tuesday Now I'm in the club throwin' up Blueface I had to go get it all on my own I ain't have me no help or assistance I'm on a mission, I got a new vision I'm fully committed to winnin Sellin' some pounds till I cop me a house I'ma get that shit then I'ma flip it I'm tryin' to fill up all my bank accounts And y'all worry about fuckin' on bitches Look, these niggas be goin' out sad They lookin' up to me like my name is Dad Niggas be actin' like Vlad Stop hittin' my phone, that shit make me mad I'm just tryin' to get to the bag You worry about me, you actin' like a fag I'm tryin' to turn up to the max We up in the club and we blowin' them stacks 2 a.m. in the club and I'm too lit Shit feel like Friday, but it's only Tuesday I keep mixin' the weed with the Dusse I need some lean because I got a toothache I can't f*ck with these niggas, they too fake I'm treatin' bitches like my name is Blueface I just sold me a pound on a Tuesday Now I'm in the club throwin' up Blue faces I had to go get it all on my own I ain't have me no help or assistance I'm on a mission, I got a new vision I'm fully committed to winnin Sellin' some pounds till I cop me a house I'ma get that shit then I'ma flip it I'm tryin' to fill up all my bank accounts And y'all worry about fuckin' on bitches
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