Текст песни
Blue on blue
Mother fucker, who are you? (aye)
Withdraw the hundreds
Then we run it to the stu (aye)
Spark this fire in the mother fucking booth (aye)
Feel like Picasso, all this mother fucking Blue
Fly to London, I got UK branded shoes
Catch me stunting on a mother fucking snooze
She gon' fuck me if I take her to a view
Y'all ain't love me 'til I got these fucking blues
She start dumping all that on me 'cause I'm handsome
I'm by the wall with my motherfucking hands up
Lil' shawty trying to call my cellular, I'm occupied
That Guava got me with my thoughts aside
On my mind it's blues
These checks I'm getting soon
Depressed and over-gloomed
With stress and being youth
My brethren's all confused
My head is on a loose
I question my own truth, after stretching out my view
And I'm feeling better off when overwhelmed
'Cause it's honest open air
Im feeling blue, this feeling's true
It's like I'm often unprepared but I got it when aware
This feeling's blue, this feel like blue
Yea
Blue on blue
Mother fucker, who are you? (aye)
Withdraw the hundreds
Then we run it to the stu (aye)
Spark this fire in the mother fucking booth (aye)
Feel like Picasso, all this mother fucking Blue
Fly to London, I got UK branded shoes
Catch me stunting on a mother fucking snooze (damn)
She gon' fuck me if I take her to a view
Y'all ain't love me 'til I got these fucking blues
They ain't love me 'til I got OPM, Ruggo
Me watch you?
Nah, watch these plays...
Million dollar Blue
JAY-Z Blue
Midnight Blue
Roadie Rose nigga
Who the fuck is you?
Bitch bad and I fucked her off the truth
Diamonds VVSes
Blue Moon
Solid Carats, foo
Solid Reputation