Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin'
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
I just doesn't feel the same, say she like my chains
So I told her say my name
If a nigga try me imma have to let it bang
You know imma winner because life is just a game
If u want some smoke me and my niggas coming outside
I don't speak a lot but I left lil shawty mouth wide
San Escobar, I'm a young nigga from the southside
Cin my bank so I probably couldn't count mines
Tryna fill my cup up with some bliss
Yeah I know she bad, but I don't kiss
Every time I take another shot I never miss
Smoking on this diesel, I call it purple mist
Yeah a nigga paid, off white on my fit
Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin'
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
I just doesn't feel the same
Bitches try play me like a game
Hoe I want the money not the fame
Go back to that nigga he a lame
I put 50 pointer VVs on my chain
F*ckin on yo bitch and she know that shit was good
And I'm off this drank so you know I'm feeling good
And I keep that choppa when I pull up to yo hood
Tryna feel some bliss, so I'm feelin' like I should
Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
Szn Escobar - Bliss Lyrics
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Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin'
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
I just doesn't feel the same, say she like my chains
So I told her say my name
If a nigga try me imma have to let it bang
You know imma winner because life is just a game
If u want some smoke me and my niggas coming outside
I don't speak a lot but I left lil shawty mouth wide
San Escobar, I'm a young nigga from the southside
Cin my bank so I probably couldn't count mines
Tryna fill my cup up with some bliss
Yeah I know she bad, but I don't kiss
Every time I take another shot I never miss
Smoking on this diesel, I call it purple mist
Yeah a nigga paid, off white on my fit
Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin'
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
I just doesn't feel the same
Bitches try play me like a game
Hoe I want the money not the fame
Go back to that nigga he a lame
I put 50 pointer VVs on my chain
F*ckin on yo bitch and she know that shit was good
And I'm off this drank so you know I'm feeling good
And I keep that choppa when I pull up to yo hood
Tryna feel some bliss, so I'm feelin' like I should
Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin'
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
I just doesn't feel the same, say she like my chains
So I told her say my name
If a nigga try me imma have to let it bang
You know imma winner because life is just a game
If u want some smoke me and my niggas coming outside
I don't speak a lot but I left lil shawty mouth wide
San Escobar, I'm a young nigga from the southside
Cin my bank so I probably couldn't count mines
Tryna fill my cup up with some bliss
Yeah I know she bad, but I don't kiss
Every time I take another shot I never miss
Smoking on this diesel, I call it purple mist
Yeah a nigga paid, off white on my fit
Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin'
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
I just doesn't feel the same
Bitches try play me like a game
Hoe I want the money not the fame
Go back to that nigga he a lame
I put 50 pointer VVs on my chain
F*ckin on yo bitch and she know that shit was good
And I'm off this drank so you know I'm feeling good
And I keep that choppa when I pull up to yo hood
Tryna feel some bliss, so I'm feelin' like I should
Yeah shawty schemin', fire like a demon
Gotta keep that 30 bitch I'm leanin
Stacking up my money cuz I need it
F*cking on new bitches every season
I do it for no apparent reason
Smoking on this gas, yeah I'm on another strain
Bad foreign bitch and you know she giving brain
Money coming in, I might cop a Cuban chain
Tryna feel this bliss, it just doesn't feel the same
Writer: Szn Escobar
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