rex vici & baby ape - blue strips lyrics
[hook: rex vici, baby ape]
blue strips
diamonds on my neck nice drip
all these make her throw that ass she strip
blue strips all these hundreds in a stack blue cheese
pop some tags i don’t the need the receipt
what you mean
shoot a b+tch a b+tch got the glock
dress so clean
smash yo sister she a thot
she likes me
cuz she knows i call the shots
you hating
cuz imma be on top
[verse 1: rex vici]
cool whip i ride around with a cute b+tch
she getting freaky i eat her cake with some coolwhip
wrist so frosty
can i trust you
where the safe
a quarter milli
biker jeans 15 hunnin
harley queen that’s a rider
he said a joke this n+gga funny
i put it all in her tummy
i pull up in a lambo i’m wayne
smoking on propane
i feel like octane
i’m in a fast lane
i’ve been on drugs lately
the money got me out the poverty
i see it in my dreams then becomes reality
blue strips they’re for you and me
[hook: rex vici, baby ape]
blue strips
diamonds on my neck nice drip
all these make her throw that ass she strip
blue strips all these hundreds in a stack blue cheese
pop some tags i don’t the need the receipt
what you mean
shoot a b+tch a b+tch got the glock
dress so clean
smash yo sister she a thot
she likes me
cuz she knows i call the shots
you hating
cuz imma be on top
[verse 2: baby ape]
she’s like baby please don’t leave
she can’t live without me
can’t see she thought it was a forever thing
not sorry
i’m a city n+gga
we’re cruising all around the city n+gga
we’re rolling blunts off your dead n+ggas
baby ape gonna give your b+tch the banana
baby ape got hands you can run up
baby javi pop some xans you get shot up
these hoes love me but i can’t love back a thotiana
shorty got ran through you can have her
this might check you thought it was my phone number
i see my future all i see is blue hundreds
in chicago you know we getting lit all summer
[hook: rex vici, baby ape]
blue strips
diamonds on my neck nice drip
all these make her throw that ass she strip
blue strips all these hundreds in a stack blue cheese
pop some tags i don’t the need the receipt
what you mean
shoot a b+tch a b+tch got the glock
dress so clean
smash yo sister she a thot
she likes me
cuz she knows i call the shots
you hating
cuz imma be on top
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