Eli Sostre - Blueprint lyrics

Bitch, I'm on the way
I ain't gotta prove nothin'
For my kids, while we ridin' with Uz' gun
She tryna leave all the problems for new fun
In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth
Me and you, give a fuck 'bout your boo
I got bidness to handle 'round two
I tell the teller to keep it
No, I do not need it
I like all my hunnids on blue
Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth
How far can I take your
Bitch, I'm breakin' loose
No this ain't no Canada Goose
Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin'
This the molly, can't fuck with the movement
I've been workin'
The fuck you been doin'?
Got a Birkin the fuck she been screwin'?
She wanna bring that shit back
Run that shit back that's out the burrow
Don't fuck with the past
I got a gun and a mask
Don't need to use it, my youngins'll blast
Talk about trap but they ain't finna trap
They fuck with Pirelli
Can't fuck with the cap
Came from the block to that shit
Caught a map got a bad little bitch
I just hit from the back

Yeah, yeah she fell in love with the bounce
Don't fall in love with me now
I had to thug that shit out
I might just smoke on an ounce
Baby, what is you fussin' about?
I can't have no one stressin' me out
Fuck breakin' even, we rich now
Oh, I got me some reason to switch now
Say she wanna get high and get dicked down
I got you, bae she want a brand new 'Cedes
I got you, baby man, that bitch so bad
She wanna have my baby
She wanna drive me wild
Just don't drive me crazy
Baby, it's been a while
Just wanna see you naked
Say she love to get high
Off that Cocaine 80's
She say she love to be mine, baby
I hope we make it

Bitch, I'm on the way
I ain't gotta prove nothin'
For my kids, while we ridin' with Uz' gun
She tryna leave all the problems for new fun
In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth
Me and you, give a fuck 'bout your boo
I got bidness to handle 'round two
I tell the teller to keep it
No, I do not need it
I like all my hunnids on blue
Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth
How far can I take your
Bitch, I'm breakin' loose
No this ain't no Canada Goose
Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin'
This the molly, can't fuck with the movement
I've been workin'
The fuck you been doin'?
Got a Birkin the fuck she been screwin'?
She wanna bring that shit back
Run that shit back that's out the burrow
Don't fuck with the past
I got a gun and a mask
Don't need to use it, my youngins'll blast
Talk about trap but they ain't finna trap
They fuck with Pirelli
Can't fuck with the cap
Came from the block to that shit
Caught a map
Came from the block to that shit
Caught a map