Lyrics:
'bout you and yours 'cause I'ma die for mine
Blue hunnids in the pink Birkin (Birkin)
Swipin' with no limit like I'm big pursin' (yeah)
They say I be
like a woman, slow and easy"
"Like this, old man?"
"No! A fool plays the blues like Machine Gun Kelly,
Five hundred notes to the bar,
And if you're
the Cutlass blue
Brand new twenty-two's on new UV's
With one, two, three, four, five TV's
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue (they ain't
Flip off into a nod and dig myself for dying young
It's like cool was the bop and the flair
I kicks it to my pools by the nap of the hair
I'm pinning
on my job
Prayed for times like this
I remember back then used to steal and Robb
All these bills, that's stuffed in my jeans
Shit I can hardly walk
Bop
shit, you get hit in the lip
I'm with my dawgs like Lilo and Stitch
Blue Amiri jeans now you know I'm a crip
Moving pounds, nigga what is a zip
Every
screamin, "I'm so poor"
Hit records, bangin videos but I'm so poor
Yo, can I hold somethin? I'm fucked up, duke
You can tell by my jeans and my scuffed up
nigga
We gon pull up to yo spot bust in just like swat nigga
You gon fuck around and die nigga
Die nigga
In the car its about five nigga they gon ride
Recorded by: 郭子翊/KnowKnow
Mixed by: 郭子翊/瑞
Mastered by: 郭子翊
Cover Artwork by: Stevv Tsui
Stevv Tsui:
Big time flex, you don know
Yeah, more Vision
it seems
Fuck a nine-five i make 10K a week
Momma call me a saint making plays like drew brees
In sum all white air forces blue jeans and white tee
the sweeps (Bling)
Dropped the soap in a hot shower, he gettin' touched by creeps (OH FUCK)
Baby I'm like blueface (Ohhhh)
I come in like boo (Boo)
Baby I'm
Yeah BOP YouAlreadyKnowww
Look I swear to god you can ask me this bitch name Nigga I don't even know
I'm with the pull up with the hop out rock out
Bout the red blue lights so wen
I leave make sure I'm alright ain't
Caught by the red blue lights
Me, imma Dboy so I'm weighing the cot
You niggas
Uhh
Beast Huncho
Hold a stack in my jeans, Uhh
Look
Hold a stack in my jeans
Uhh
7/3 on my back, nigga I don't rollack man, but ya already know that
slash coke
A$AP we the last hope, fuck it this my fast flow
I slow it down I pick it up, blue jeans I rip 'em up
That's swag bitch, you mad bitch, see
Opps be watching peep the back door
Fox five double like it's ten
Big nine hold the by the end
Free my dogs that's locked in the pen
Shot em down then
Country City Girl
Written by: Ray Shavers BMI
Copyright 2023 Ray Shavers Music
VERSE #1
Whistle blows at 5:00 she's out the door
Fires it up she
acting a fool
With the blue over grey boys
(we don't play boys)
Straight off top, and we'll bust AK boy
Make noise, whenver we be crawling the block
(you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Blue jeans, Air ones and a white tee
'06, hangin' out the window like, yee
Hyphy on one, off a bottle might be, my tree
Smokin'
V luggage in the trunk of the 2 seat
Send me the addy I'm gonna slide through like Toosie
Pull up drank let's get loose off the Goosey
Excusez moi
turning blue
Do this for my brothers I'd die by my crew
Gave your bitch space when she asked for the moon
Stalking my story with all of your Goons
Beat that
rooms I don’t know that you would get many hits on your C.V.
I have to admit I never watched the standup of or listened to the comedy records of Bill
gotta give fuck a nine-to-five
I 'on't wanna work no eight hour shift (Oh)
Rap, serve rock, hit a lick
Get it how you live
Blue smurfs what I feen for,
(Run that back Turbo)
Lotta blue hunnids they came from the bank
I drank this shit by the pint
If we leave then we fuckin' tonight
Jeans
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