Blue Strips
Lil Keed, Shad Da God
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Run that money counter, baby Ayy, who the f*ck is Narquise? I didn't give that bitch one blue strip Niggas know loose lips sink the ship 'Cause that FN packed, bitch got blue tips And the fuckin' bankroll big, and I can't grip Yeezy Boots on, they got no slip Got a hand on her throat, she's a freak bitch She can smell the fuckin' money if her nose workin' She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin' She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin' Green tips in the AR-15 and we lurkin' I got the drop on the purple, the dope workin' The trap workin', I'm in my motherfuckin' Birkin Poppin' the pills and the racks, I'm feelin' like swag surfin' I sent this shit through the mail, it touched down and I got to servin' Yeah, whip gon' swerve you back in the lane when you swerve Bankroll Mafia, now niggas 'round here rockin' the same chain I didn't give that bitch one blue strip Niggas know loose lips sink the ship 'Cause that FN packed, bitch got blue tips And the fuckin' bankroll big, and I can't grip Yeezy Boots on, they got no slip Got a hand on her throat, she's a freak bitch She can smell the fuckin' money if her nose workin' She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin' (Keed, talk to 'em) Yeah, yeah, see these bankrolls pokin' and these diamonds twerkin' (say what?) And my young ho only nineteen, but she a real squirter (okay, okay, shit) And the trap don't got no screen, shit, we still servin' (got no screen, nigga) Yeah, bitch, we slimin' shit, we in our motherfuckin' Birkin (let's go) (These young niggas actin' like hoes) Bankroll Mafia gettin' all the loads Water by G, diamonds wet like a pool I put them pointers on, rock out the shows Where I'ma go? I don't know Stay on my team, they ride with the pole (stay on it) No, I'm nothin' like you (woo) We slappin' tints on the coupe Shad, what it do? I didn't give that bitch one blue strip (okay) Niggas know loose lips sink the ship 'Cause that FN packed, bitch got blue tips (skrrt, skrrt) And the fuckin' bankroll big, and I can't grip (let's go) Yeezy Boots on, they got no slip (talk to 'em) Got a hand on her throat, she's a freak bitch (Shad, talk to 'em) She can smell the fuckin' money if her nose workin' (smell it) She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin' (okay)
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Written by: Rashad Deonte Battle, Raqhid Jevon Render
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