Back 2 the Blue (Accashian Remix) Lyrics

I built this thing, architect

You came out wrong, birth defect

Get the mirror, please reflect

You my son, child neglect

Back to me, glorious

Coming back, Toys "R" Us

Mental tingz, wellness check

Get off the pot, Elvis death

I built the blueprint, you can't get in the gate

Life is a movie, unexpected fate

I ain't got time for y'all angry debates

These babies really drowning, Andrea Yates

Writing down my history, yes I took the victory

You know what to do if you dissing me or missing me

Got bars, where my letters?

They gon' remember these seven little letters, haha

Back to the blueprint

Back to the blueprint

Back to the blueprint

Back to the blueprint

We getting back to the blue

Back to the blue

Back to the blue

Back to the blue

Ain't nothing new

Been doing me

Blue on the print

Pull out the sheet

Tryna steal the blueprint, none of that

They starving, belly button probably touching ya back

It's really bomb all the money I rack

Name not Chris but you will get slapped

On the stage is the only time they see me

These washed up savages dating all the way to B.C.

This is way too easy and y'all really need me

Put the gold in the pot like you had to go pee-pee

All these rappers, ima son these

Don't cross me like church on Sundays

I got 'em like ooh ooh ah, they monkeys

Don't hold this teddy, you hugging a Bundy

Not Simon but do what I say

Wrist on brr, yes it's icy

Little little baby, here's the airplane

Hey Siri, how to clean a bloodstain?

All these pets, I should open a zoo

Only time I tie, when I'm doing my shoe

Getting brrrr-back to the blue

Don't you forget, I'm the one and the two

Back to the blueprint

Back to the blueprint

Back to the blueprint

Back to the blueprint

We getting back to the blue

Back to the blue

Back to the blue

Back to the blue

Ain't nothing new

Been doing me

Blue on the print

Pull out the sheet

Sir, I'm still up, ain't talking maple

You on and then off like Ross and Rachel

A zero is what I rate you

You can't get this, don't tell me to make you

Only one to love that face is lady who made you

If you knocking at my door, you really should say who

Probably live in a cave too

Oh, your family visiting? I told 'em it's grave two

Wobble wobble wobble wobble

They still clowns, I call you Ronald

Running the farm like Old MacDonald

Y-y-y-y-y-y--y'all knew

Still a clown, should call you Ronald

I'm a five star meal, you heating McDonald's

Masters

Still a clown, should call you Ronald

I'm a five star meal, you heating McDonald's

Now I- y'all I said heating McDonald's

I-I-I'm not gonna be fake cuz I eat McDonald's

But I eat it, I said ya'll heating McDonald's

Y'all heating it up

Now that's where I draw the line

Imagine heating up some McDonald's

Hahahahaha

Heating up McDonald's? It's done, trash it at that point!

Oh you, you really starving for scraps

Setting it up in the microwave and all that