Ty Dolla $ign
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Blasé (feat. Future & Rae Sremmurd) [Wheathin Remix]
- Продолжительность:
- 03:20
- Формат:
- mp3
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Текст песни "Ty Dolla $ign — Blasé (feat. Future & Rae Sremmurd) [Wheathin Remix]"
Over there and over there, okay
Blasé, blasé, blasé, all I drink is Bombay
When I'm with my n***as, I might drink that Henny
Smoking kush in public, motherf**k the police
I ain't scared to die, on the dead homies
Hittin' them licks, wh-whipping the bricks
Still with the shit, I'm young and I'm rich, young and I'm rich
I got hoes n***a, I got hoes in different area codes
I think I'm Nate Dogg
I started from the ground, I'm that n***a now
I stay with the loud, can you hear me now?
And my bitch cold, she a centerfold
Put her on a stand, and she never told
I break the bank like an athlete, huh
Shawty krunk drunk, f**king up her new Louboutins
If I let her in my Masi she might be a trending topic
Before she gotta ride it, bust it, pop it, blasé, blasé
Been spent your rent and I'm still blowing big faces
Something 'bout them Ben Franklins make any bitch get naked
Crew got the juice, bitch you don't need no chasers
Ball on these n***as, I need knee replacements
Ordered up a hundred Rosés, need a Benz like blasé, blasé
I'm just, whipping Maserati (Skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
Blasé, blasé
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
Whipping Maserati (Skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
Ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah
Sipping out the jug until I feel it in my body
I was, uh, hoping you were salty when you saw me
Keep her rowdy, seen around me, all we do is dip and dab
Got twin turbos on twin turbos and them bitches really smash
It's a 50/50 chance I might, ditch ya (Ditch ya)
It's a 50/50 chance that these n***as didn't pitch in
I'm pouring up 'til I can't no more
I swear everything I see slo mo'
Ordered up a hundred Rosés, need a Benz like blasé, blasé
I'm just, whipping Maserati (Skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
Blasé, blasé
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
