Letras
Out the blue bitch I ran up blues
Took a sec and looked back at you
They said it won't last I guess thats true
Shocked my world, knocked me out my boots
Switching up on me shit so lame
Guess what, two can play that game
Said she love me but she just want fame
Bitch go lay down in the bed you made
All these drugs fucking with my brain
But when I'm hurt that shit heal my pain
Shoot to kill got my lil bro trained
Bullseye, he got perfect aim
I'm rolling up, you know that shit stank
Like Flocka said I'm hard in that paint
Bitch be tripping she ain't got no shame
Go lay down in the bed you made
My life or yours it can go both ways
Step in Diors she can tell I'm paid
Can't use the switch might use my blade
Chain so bright can't concentrate
My bitch for yours, lets set up a trade
Finessed his shit might throw a parade
She said I'm blowing up like we throwing grenades
This bitch here don't even know my name
Huh, racks up
Put a glock on the boy made em back up
Fraudulent nigga pretending he act tough
V10 the engine don't think he can catch up
Labels is calling they said that we next up
You see my pockets, you see I got bread stuffed
I remember in my pockets was bread crumbs
Sending shots up at ya' noggin you said sum
No I didn't take her shopping I played dumb
She said that I can dunk it like Tatum
That boy lame he a full on ass bum
Rolling up, this bitch asked me to pass some
Drive the Tesla while I'm rolling the gas up
She just crossed me now she want me to bless her
Switch for money man that shit so strange
Now go lay down in the bed you made
Bitch go lay down in the-
Out the blue bitch I ran up blues
Took a sec and looked back at you
They said it won't last I guess thats true
Shocked my world, knocked me out my boots
Switching up on me shit so lame