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You think them blues beautiful (huh)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Huh)
Don't recognize, who is you?
She think them blues beautiful (beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you?
You get a lil' money, she said, "You gorgeous"
I don't recognize, who is you?

She said she never did it before
This bitch gave me head under covers
And I got that stick, it ain't got no safety
That bitch don't belong on no road (brraow)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she says that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, heat out in winter
Mama look, you raised a star
Did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful
Don't recognize, who is you? (Wow)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (wow)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (yeah)

I'm goin' off, I took a loss
I did it wrong, now I did it right (go)
My mama's son, he seventeen
But he handle shit like a grown man (grown)
I got 'em gone, it was out of love
It ain't cost a buck, but it took his life
He talkin' 'bout that he want it up
When you say it's up then it's stuck for life
No, I ain't coppin' no plea, I'ma take it to trial
If it's smoke, then a nigga gon' die (ahh)
If you talkin' 'bout that love, then check on that ho
'Cause I just had her open her mouth
Better not kiss her, you better blow wishes
Got two different shawty
Then two different tears fell out of my eyes (come on)
You know I don't like to cry

She said she never did it before
This bitch gave me head under covers
And I got that stick, it ain't got no safety
That bitch don't belong on no road (brraow)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she says that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, heat out in winter (winter)
Mama look, you raised a star
Did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (gotta choose)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (yeah) (brrt)

Knew it was up when they told me it was a green light
Had to cut them hoes off, it didn't seem right
I've been tryna stack up, get my team right
My hair clean, my shirt clean and my jeans tight
Mama always on me, I don't eat right (yeah, bitch)
I've been tryna rack all this money up (yeah)
Niggas jokin', I can't tell what's funny though
I can make that ho rain when it sunny up
Bitch, I can make you feel pain if you want it, yeah
How could you blame me? I wanted more
I'ma skrrt out the lot, in that 'Ventador (no, no)
She don't love me like chores, no
I don't communicate with dorks (yeah)
She on the coke, oh, she snort
Oh my God

She said she never did it before
This bitch gave me head under covers
And I got that stick, it ain't got no safety
That bitch don't belong on no road (brraow)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she says that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, heat out in winter (winter)
Mama look, you raised a star
Did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (gotta choose)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (yeah)

Better shoes
Original, now I'm one of them
Original one, I'm one of them
I pop out and guns is on them
I pop out the cut and I get 'em up (get 'em)
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You think them blues beautiful (huh)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Huh)
Don't recognize, who is you?
She think them blues beautiful (beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you?
You get a lil' money, she said, "You gorgeous"
I don't recognize, who is you?

She said she never did it before
This bitch gave me head under covers
And I got that stick, it ain't got no safety
That bitch don't belong on no road (brraow)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she says that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, heat out in winter
Mama look, you raised a star
Did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful
Don't recognize, who is you? (Wow)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (wow)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (yeah)

I'm goin' off, I took a loss
I did it wrong, now I did it right (go)
My mama's son, he seventeen
But he handle shit like a grown man (grown)
I got 'em gone, it was out of love
It ain't cost a buck, but it took his life
He talkin' 'bout that he want it up
When you say it's up then it's stuck for life
No, I ain't coppin' no plea, I'ma take it to trial
If it's smoke, then a nigga gon' die (ahh)
If you talkin' 'bout that love, then check on that ho
'Cause I just had her open her mouth
Better not kiss her, you better blow wishes
Got two different shawty
Then two different tears fell out of my eyes (come on)
You know I don't like to cry

She said she never did it before
This bitch gave me head under covers
And I got that stick, it ain't got no safety
That bitch don't belong on no road (brraow)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she says that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, heat out in winter (winter)
Mama look, you raised a star
Did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (gotta choose)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (yeah) (brrt)

Knew it was up when they told me it was a green light
Had to cut them hoes off, it didn't seem right
I've been tryna stack up, get my team right
My hair clean, my shirt clean and my jeans tight
Mama always on me, I don't eat right (yeah, bitch)
I've been tryna rack all this money up (yeah)
Niggas jokin', I can't tell what's funny though
I can make that ho rain when it sunny up
Bitch, I can make you feel pain if you want it, yeah
How could you blame me? I wanted more
I'ma skrrt out the lot, in that 'Ventador (no, no)
She don't love me like chores, no
I don't communicate with dorks (yeah)
She on the coke, oh, she snort
Oh my God

She said she never did it before
This bitch gave me head under covers
And I got that stick, it ain't got no safety
That bitch don't belong on no road (brraow)
I might let it rain, I might let it rain on your block, boy
She said she like when I hit from the back
She callin' her friend, need back up
But now she says that she jealous, she don't want me with her
I keep me a berretta, heat out in winter (winter)
Mama look, you raised a star
Did my thing, I played my part
She said them blues beautiful (beautiful)
Don't recognize, who is you? (Who is you?)
I got too many hoes, you gotta choose (gotta choose)
I'm rockin' Balenci's, them better shoes (yeah)

Better shoes
Original, now I'm one of them
Original one, I'm one of them
I pop out and guns is on them
I pop out the cut and I get 'em up (get 'em)
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Writer: Andre Dontrel Burt, Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr, Dondre Moore, John Carolus, Kenneth Maurice La'Troy Williams, Nick Mira, Parker Young, Tahj Morgan, Terrance Armond Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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