thePearlParadigm Lyrics

I've been outside all summer

Blue collar bag blitz

Chasing that fetty, I'm dizzy, it got me nauseous

Steady corrupting my soul to garner the profit

I think I'm overdue for the link and a mix

1800 at the Cheetah might take me a sip

Lot of blue in the air we brought the sky in the strip

Lot of blues in the room it look like we bang crip

Nothing better to do than to stand on ten

How you block me and tell your girls that we friends

Oh you too busy choosing baby they can have you

Get her number and forget it before I leave the bathroom

I'm so stiff on a bih

I'ma need massage therapy

They dancing to the stories that I tell like they Cherokee

These niggas piss me off and I don't have the room to sympathize

No motion for a lame damn I know they feel paralyzed

Them boys bluffin Them boys bluffin

Come fuck with the real

Come fuck with the real

Look I can't tell you who it is

But I can tell you who it ain't

Who it ain't

Come fuck with the real

I been outside all summer

Blue collar bag blitz

Chasing that Fetty, I'm dizzy, it got me nauseous

Steady corrupting my soul to garner the profit

I think I'm overdue for the link and a mix

I'm at the bar I might take me a sip

Lot of blue in the air we brought the sky in the strip

Lot of blues in the room it look like we bang crip

I been outside all summer

Oh you a real road burner

Oh you a bad bih swerver

Heartbreaker headturner

Niggas steal the sauce and try to serve it

But these niggas ain't me and that's for certain

She wanna get married, that's a burden

Hitman come and hire me for murder

Ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah

Oh yeah