BLUE RAYS Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Hundreds just look like blue rays
Blue Frames on my new rays
I don't want fuck on groupies
Did that shit last Tuesday
Posting shit that's boujee
Bayou, Cool me
Leave you blue
I smoke and بوسة
In my coupe
Spill on that Dolce
I don't skip the foreplay
Afterwards, go grab my ashtray
My Chef, Samurai
With sushi
Don't you analyze
On Lucy
I don't deal with floozies
You too goofy
You don't know how to hold uzis
Got 10 bitches in jacuzzi
That shit move me
Make home movies
Don't speak loosely
I speak dollar signs, your moody
You can stay on sides that's loosing
Just remember that's the shit you choosing
Ain't confusing
Just the simple shit we doing
I got people suing
Thinking that they helped me do it
From the dirt I recollect they acting stupid
STUPID
Hundreds just look like blue rays
Blue Frames on my new rays
I don't want fuck on groupies
Did that shit last Tuesday
Posting shit that's boujee
Bayou, Cool me
Leave you blue
I smoke and بوسة
In my coupe
Spill on that Dolce
I don't skip the foreplay
Afterwards, go grab my ashtray
Hundreds just looking like blue rays
Hundreds just look look look
Like blue rays
Hundreds looking like blue rays
Hundreds just look look look
Like Blue Rays
There's blue frames on my new rays
Blue Frames on my new rays
Blue Frames on my new rays
Go tuck the heat
If you ain't gonna shoot
The Field it get dirty
For hundreds and you
Looking like you really ready to lose
Serving them up by the two
Here they pray to the tool
I pray for the fool
All my hundreds are blue
All my bunnies be wearing they lengrie blue
Her ass reflect like the moon
She said she can't believe
She's meeting me
"Really in person"
Hit the juice
Bring the driver
Yeah I'm swerving
Escalade class
And I bought a house
I'm a Suburban
How much you earning
I know the secret is kept
And I learned it
Choking the game
I'm leaving it
Blue
Blue
Blue
Blue
Hundreds just look like blue rays
Blue Frames on my new rays
I don't want fuck on groupies
Did that shit last Tuesday
Posting shit that's boujee
Bayou, Cool me
Leave you blue
I smoke and بوسة
In my coupe
Spill on that dolce
I don't skip the foreplay
Afterwards, go grab my ashtray