Blue Beam Lyrics

Got a fast car

Nascar

Coming at you with my mask off

It's a blue dream

In my blue beam

I'm the last thing you'll ever see

And my wrist froze

Yeah it's ice cold

Better look out when I up that pole

Got a red dot

Hit a headshot

Gonna be cleaning your brains off the floor with a mop

I just bust down a whole jet

I just put ten on my neck

I just put ten on your head

Your baby ma gave me some head

Face down

Ass up

Blunt rolled

Double cup

Blue bills

Neck chilled

Dirty bitch

Poppin pills

I like my bitch bad

My whip fast

My blunts rolled with good grass

And good girls with no class

That live life with no stress

I hop in the beam and I go

Fuck out my way you're too slow

Need me a wraith or a ghost

Burberry bag with the coat

Flip through my money for show

Cover my bitch up in gold

Iced out my wrist that shit cold

Feeling anemic from stones