Blues

[Intro]
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
(Zaan)

[Chorus]
I turn a lil' bad bit' to a freak
I spent like 2 bands just on my jeans
I stay way too fly, this shit is easy
If you coming in, make sure you discreet
And I wonder why these niggas be faking they whole lifestyle, boy you isn't me
I'm sippin' serum, no sex on the beach
My pockets filled up, these bitches leeching
Yea, I keep changing my ho like I change all my flows and my clothes every other season
If you the flyest in the room I ain't breathing
We the highest in the room, we be geekin'
All the time, better strap on your seat
She'll be lying if she said she don't need me, yea

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah
I'm still in these undercover-
I'm still in these undercover pants
I told her I got my brother-
I told her I got my brother back
And we all got each other, that's a fact
And this bitch say she got no one to have
Free my brothers, on God we on that
We don't turn on his songs, they all cap
If you play, then on God then we on that
No CDG Play, this is Homme this shit all caps
And I don't play games with no ho's, why you on lack?
I'm a home where yo' lil' ho belong at
And niggas don't live what they put in they songs, they act
Niggas opinions be so cap, I don't understand why these niggas stamped

[Hook]
Yeah, I got some blues
I got some blues coming in, yeah it give her the blues
Yeah, I got some rules on my bed, nigga I don't know 'bout you
And all these ho's coming in two's every time, I don't really know how to choose her
Put that ho on a team, I recruit her
Only top bitch, I don't wanna' lose ya
Dropped my last little ho, she did too much
And the ho turned around when the blues start coming
And the blues is coming
Give you the blues or something
I got the blues, you know
I got the blues, they coming

[Chorus]
Yeah
I turn a lil' bad bit' to a freak
I spent like 3 bands just on these jeans
All of the ho's on my roster elite
I get way too fly, this shit is easy
I'm going hard, yeah I know she need me
I get way too high, I just passed Venus
Cause my flow way too cold, turned her anemic
And I'm tryna' do some shit we ain't seen yet
And I know some new shit but you ain't seen this
And I ain't John Cena but niggas can't see me still
The windows too tinted, can't see in here
And all of my diamonds keep bussin', the sea in here
I got your bitch you bitch off of beans and coke
I switch that bitch every season, yeah