Blu-ray Lyrics

Why they copy my sound its um like a boot-leg

And the hoe tryna fuck I look say touché

Model bitch want some kids from me to late

Put my dick inside take it out sum like Blu-ray

Cartier's on my face they wild and they got blue shades

And the hoe said she like my sound sum like blue flame

And the bitch want me to her self but I want her group aye

And my racks keep coming around like fuck its a new day

I like a red flag bitch and dead stock kicks

Them racks keep coming around me

I gotta brand new tennis and a brand new watch

Its breaking my arm like Rousey

And Dom took a perc sipping that lean its tough

When he start to get a lil lousy

This hoe on my phone like you ever seen my but

But the stupid lil bitch cant arouse me

Twenty five on my kicks I'm hot

I never let her go see my Glock

Fans tweaking saying when he gone drop?

Im getting rich I G my socks

Ima be forty with racks in my pockets I'll make

Sure my kids see all my guwap

I'll never go buy a chain for a bitch

I'll never let a hoe say he my hog

She ride it ego hot

She ride me hee-haw

This hoe like he so hot

Spent a rack on my feet huh

Why they copy my sound its um like a boot-leg

And the hoe tryna fuck I look say touché

Model bitch want some kids from me to late

Put my dick inside take it out sum like Blu-ray

Cartier's on my face they wild and they got blue shades

And the hoe said she like my sound sum like blue flame

And the bitch want me to her self but I want her group aye

And my racks keep coming around like fuck its a new day