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henry draw - blue prez (down bad remix) lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m taking stairs, you’re taking escalators, that’s the easy way up
i do the motherf-cking shmoney dance every time that i get a dub
i should be fit, because that means i dance every day, even in the tub
wet you up because you’re in the submarine, under me, not in my club
horns make a motherf-cker wanna run, wanna move like a ton of bricks
yeah, i’m murking my enemies, 9 to 5, n-body gonna stay alive
these hymns gonna stick to you like you’re in a dog park and they’re a tick
yeah, i’m going in overdrive so i strive to be straight on the beat
all blue prez in my pockets, and we toting those rockets
and our girls got the tote bags, steak frites, got beef, and a white flag
never one to look at the price tags, lab, oh, cardboard for all the sc-mbags
came in the game looking horribly dressed, now n-body gonna second guess
i am a prodigy, i am astrology, skip past economy cl-ss
now i’m down bad, no, i ain’t chad, god d-mn, how sad
the boy got range, the boy got flow, the boy gonna glow and continue changin’
rearranging all my styles, until i see fit, time to split, like

[chorus]
all blue prez in my pockets, round the globe, you know we tote rockets
until the feds start knockin’, but for now know that we turn flawless
all blue prez in my pockets, round the globe, you know we tote rockets
until the feds start knockin’, but for now know that we turn flawless

[verse 2]
yeah, the boy make chaos, he’s snapping too hard, he’s becoming thanos
let the suspense rise up, like we in the ocean and jaws coming
sit down and pause and let the beat car — oncoming traffic
violence too graphic, hack and slash it, some of these songs not biographic
i’m telling you, a lot of this sh-t just ain’t real, in real life i’m not heel
or callus, boy do the calculus, and we’ll slip like peel
got a lot homies that i would ride for, die for, and i’ll even cheer
i am key, they are peele, and i swear that we got no fears

[verse 3]
i’m in the game like i’m ea, for you, i know that i’m gonna pray
aye, i’m the world’s ashtray, dumping for all the garbodor
one day, when i finally hit number one, you’ll still be a freeloader
soflo, no go, h-llo? h-ll no
i am the next draftee for the fame, n-body p-ss me
hunt’cha down, cut you up, mr. dahmer, now you an amputee
now i am floating on the beat just like i’m a b-mblebee
the speed limit around three, what i am going? it beats me
aww sh-t, that’s the cops, cause my syllables causing decibels
i’m driving at almost four, so that means that i am a criminal
people maybe just don’t understand me like i’m biblical
my principles states that no imbeciles can come and profit off of me
because i’m a prophet, they got they sirens but aren’t knockin’
i finally pull over because i really don’t wanna be on the docket
“sir, do you know why i’m stopping you? you’re going too fast, you’re too taboo”
put my foot on the gas, say kiss my -ss, i’m turning to a star like a comet

- henry draw lyrics

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