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yung bleu – everytime i blink lyrics

[intro: yung bleu]
(al geno on the track)
it was never ‘posed to be this way

[chorus: yung bleu]
count a million every time i blink, yeah
she wanna f+ck me for the cuban links, yeah
two hundred thousand got my lawyer workin’, yeah
flipped off the da when i heard the verdict, yeah
look past the surface, you might see me well
we ship the work, that’s why my n+gga got a cdl
straight through the mail, bullet sh+lls got me traumatized
runnin’ through racks, gotta watch my back, can’t see my mama cry

[verse 1: yung bleu]
yeah, yeah
she just want a lacefront and some mink lashes
but she can’t get nothin’ but the d just like i’m barely passin’
young n+gga swervin’ in that bentley like i’m ’bout to crash it
i’m out in cali with the gang, i’m smokin’ calabasas
i went too hard in this sh+t, i got my boys in this b+tch
and you might think we goin’ fishin’, we got rods in this b+tch
you ain’t makin’ no noise in this b+tch ’cause we gon’ blow your head to pieces
like a racist cop, i might just shoot you if you get to reachin’
four in the morning, get to creepin’
n+gga, they yawnin’ and they sleepin’
my hitman just like a deacon, this sh+t turn me to a demon
n+ggas told me this my season, i ain’t turned back yet
gotta feed my n+ggas, so i run up a check, yeah
my young n+ggas get a whole lot of guap, yeah
i might get you hit just for playin’ on my top, yeah
rylo, that’s my dawg, he put on for his block, yeah

[verse 2: rylo rodriguez]
my chains hittin’ like the sun, they think my jeweler from phoenix
they ask why you in palm angels while you ridin’ in a demon?
even though we be [?][1:28] that lil’ ho swallow my s+m+n
free duke and juice, my n+ggas bloods down the road like [?]
grew up by myself, don’t even wanna die alone
bill with t+mobile, but i spent way more money on this styrofoam
they say lil’ mama fire just like some ashes, yeah, yeah
i was thinkin’ ’bout him every time i see some matches, yeah, d+mn
that n+gga was speakin’ on my name, fifty thousand on my chain
he said the last one was [?][1:47]
six+figure n+gga, i’m still on the block
two hundred on my car dash like i’m travis scott
two hundred on my car dash like i’m kanye west

- yung bleu lyrics

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