Blowin’ on Courage

[Chorus]
Smoking on a sack of the purple fruity
Y'all niggas be fucking with the brown dooday
Yo fitted, fucked up looking like Eustace
We blowing on courage that reggie is useless

[Verse 1]
Just a black nigga from the cocaine city, don't talk to the bitch if the ho ain't pretty
That nigga soft like a god damn titty, bitch want a real nigga quit playing get with me
I'm a true blue tongue Kung Fu mac, tongue in the pussy naw I don't do that
Line on the plate yeah just blew that, just do as I say never ever do that
All the hoes on my thing gotta have a booty, big titties just like an iMax movie
I don't close up when she get moody
Bitch outta pocket found the whistle blew that
Dread-head nigga with a strap on my lap, three ho's on the back of that donk all black
Astro blasto the asshole ooh yea
Shitting on a square, oh yeah I do that

[Chorus]
Smoking on a sack of the purple fruity
Y'all niggas be fucking with the brown dooday
Yo fitted, fucked up looking like Eustace
We blowing on courage that reggie is useless
Smoking on a sack of the purple fruity
Y'all niggas be fucking with the brown dooday
Yo fitted, fucked up looking like Eustace
We blowing on courage that reggie is useless

[Verse 2]
The Pradas look aquatic, my ice is so hypnotic
The double Gs and YSL my nigga yeah I got it
Louis V shades on face, outstanding
Import swag looking so outlandish
Gator on my Gucci, double Gs all on my linen bitch
I be on that purple swag, my kush it tastes like lemons bitch
Pimpin' shit, what y'all niggas make believe I'm living in, ho's on my team and I'm not taking it they giving it
Ho's overseas suck a dick long distance
Mouth got clogged like the bong, ain't hittin'
Astro the Magnificent you bitch that is the album, I don't really need ya bitch without her I got mountains
And mountains of racks, bitches relax, tilt ya head back let you lick on my sack
Like it's ice cream, but it's really nuts, and yeah you got a man but I don't really give a fuck

[Pre Chorus]
I gave the ho a taste of game a her nigga never touched it
She left him worn out like a dirty pair of chucks
Then a nigga got chose yeah all cheesed up
Bitch on the back with her fucking knees up
Get em piped out $150 for the stroke
Got gangrene stacks so sick I'm finna croak(croak croak)
Got gangrene stacks so sick I'm finna croak

[Chorus]
Smoking on a sack of the purple fruity
Y'all niggas be fucking with the brown dooday
Yo fitted, fucked up looking like Eustace
We blowing on courage that reggie is useless
Smoking on a sack of the purple fruity
Y'all niggas be fucking with the brown dooday
Yo fitted, fucked up looking like Eustace
We blowing on courage that reggie is useless