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buddh4 - blue strips lyrics

[verse 1: buddh4]
f+ck all that talkin, we flashin them beams
i fill up my cup wit the red, don sip green
i do not like liquor, i only like lean
i only like codeine, that purple, a fiend
i popped me a 30, i never pop beans
my choppa r kelly, cause it like to sing
and it don’t give a f+ck if yo ass a teen
it hit in yo face n it hit in yo spleen
i’m swervin that whip off the codeine, i dream
can’t lie i’m addicted to promethazine
i’m spinnin yo block blastin comethazine
i hit in yo face leave yo brains on the scene
i f+ck tha b+tch face then she ask for a ring
you must be trippin b+tch, you don’t get a thing
i don give a f+ck whatcha say, whatcha mean
cuz i’m countin blue strips while you countin green
[verse 2: vvsgr4tte]
wrist is a glacier, i’m a p+ssy slayer
arkansas lineup, like i run fo mayor
2 beams on the glocky, got caught in the stairs
we catch that boy slippin, we leavin him bare
found me a b+tch to come right to my lair
cl+toris fl!ckin, her p+ssy got layered
young n+ggas never outside cuz they scared
[?] for my opp , yeah his pockets are bare
smokin this gas got me high as a jet
f+ckin this b+tch got my gucci shirt wet
hopped off the plane, then i hopped in a ‘vette
y’all n+ggas [?], really a pet
school of hard knocks, man i’m really a vet
f+ck all that talkin, i’m here for a check
f+ckin that b+tch, n i’m f+ckin her friend
spun yo block once, but i’ll spin it again

[hook: buddh4]
i been way too high, mixin codeine wit my water
way too high, might jus go f+ck someone’s daughter
she a lil hoe, don’t think she got a father
its just a one night thing, it can’t go farther
i got her p+ssy wetter than an otter
talk on the gang and it turn to a slaughter
new rick owens jacket, this not a bomber
stupid lil b+tch thinkin she gon get prada
she don’t get nothin, she can’t get a dollar
glock on my hip turn the block to a sauna
get yo ass done i’m got put yo ass under
lie to a b+tch n i lie to your honor
cuban link on my neck look like a collar
f+ck her one time then i’m never gon call her
i got a choppa it gon fix yo posture
i got the ice on my neck, got that water
[verse 3: bluto!]
i got a choppa, it knock out yo brain
got a pretty darkskin n she givin me face
i’ma take my time, don’t stay with the pace
i don’t like no hair, i like when it’s shaved
glock with a switch it gon take off yo head, uh, uh+uh
a demon behind, this girl better pray, uh, huh+uh
i just wanna f+ck, i don’t wanna lay, hey, hey
cut short, yo b+tch, she need to be tamed
like for real dawg
glock with a switch it gon take off yo head
she in love wit me, but she like dreadheads
lil n+gga an opp, we kno that he fed
n you talk behind my back, like heard whatcha said

[outro: buddh4 & bluto! ]
way too high, mixin codeine wit my water
way too high, mixin codeine wit my water
way too high, mixin codeine wit my water
way too high, mixin codeine wit my water
way too high, might jus go f+ck someone’s daughter
she don’t get nothin, she can’t get a dollar
glock on my hip turn the block to a sauna
way too high, mixin codeine wit my water
i love sippin on lean

- buddh4 lyrics

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