Blueprint

[Intro]
Woah no, woah woah, woah no, woah, no
Run it up, run it up
2sided going crazy

[Chorus]
Run off with my style that ain’t enough
That ain’t enough for them
They wanna copy yeah everything
Yeah I got the blueprint
I got a blueprint to your whole sound
I’m a go pull up to your hoes house
I’m smoking dope yeah in the yard now
Throwing them bands we going all out
No advance yeah we finna cash out, cash out on that shit
And I can’t stop my grind, can’t stop that shit til I’m rich
Even when I’m rich I’m a keep going
When I glo up I’m a still be gloing
If I blow up the Glock I’m a still tote it
Choppa split them up yeah like Mitosis

[Verse]
So many hoes but I’m too picky
Bitch wanna take a pic, yeah
Bitch wanna take a flick
Money coming in, uh yeah
Bitches coming yeah, uh yeah
Cause when you get bread they flock in
Flock in by the bunch, yeah them pints in by the bunch
Yeah this blunt really pack a punch
Cause I filled it up with good stuff
I just smoked through the whole Runtz
Told Ant “yeah we gotta reup”
Reup on all them drugs
[?]
I said don’t forget your slugs
Cause you don’t know if it’s a setup
Don’t like the bitch I’m being setup
Huh, Margiela
Margiela all on my body
Up in a telly yeah with a thotty
She can’t come back to the crib
I don’t even know that bitch
I don’t even trust that bitch
I don’t trust no bitch, woah
I don’t trust no bitch, damn
Wait that bitch got a Lamb
Bitch got a Lamborghini
She said “Tyler why don’t you hop in with me?”
Damn, I’m going up and you going down
I’m a big boss and you a clown
When I pull up they like “wow”
They like “what he wearing now?”
They like “what he wearing now?” cause I be stepping out in some fresh shit

[Chorus]
Run off with my style that ain’t enough
That ain’t enough for them
They wanna copy yeah everything
Yeah I got the blueprint
I got a blueprint to your whole sound
I’m a go pull up to your hoes house
I’m smoking dope yeah in the yard now
Throwing them bands we going all out
No advance yeah we finna cash out, cash out on that shit
And I can’t stop my grind, can’t stop that shit til I’m rich
Even when I’m rich I’m a keep going
When I glo up I’m a still be gloing
If I blow up the Glock I’m a still tote it
Choppa split them up yeah like Mitosis