[Intro]
Mayday, mayday, mayday! N9815L, I'm in trouble! Mayday, mayday, mayday!
It's Blue
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Oh yeah?
Bih, bih bih bih bih bih bih (Bih bih bih)
Bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih
Bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih
Red dead, red dot, then I pop a med
I blew their pop up where you lay your head, hop out, walk the stairs
Talkin' 'bout bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih
Bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih (Shoot it out, slow down)
Body drop, now I'm hot, he got took upstairs
Put that pressure on your top, talkin' 'bout what you said
Put his face up on FOX, fuck I look like? Cop a deuce
I'm renegade, fuck the opps, playing chess, we done killed the queen
And he prince the opp, selling glass for that dirty cash
For that straight drop, for them bodies feenin'
Bad, bad, bad, bad, we just hopped out got down on his
Ass, ass, yeah, his ass, he get turnt to pack, get turnt to
Gas, gas, gas, gas, I don't do too much talkin' drop that
Bag, bag, yeah, okay, bought my bitch a brand new Chanel bag
I flew her ass out to LA, rock out with those sticks I'm catchin' a brass
We get him the fuck out the way, find out that he rich, I pull down the mask
I'm really not havin' no face, on them stolen whips, we switchin' the tags
Nigga we spinnin' today, don't get caught up in that red dot, red dot
Mayday, mayday, mayday! N9815L, I'm in trouble! Mayday, mayday, mayday!
It's Blue
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Oh yeah?
Bih, bih bih bih bih bih bih (Bih bih bih)
Bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih
Bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih
Red dead, red dot, then I pop a med
I blew their pop up where you lay your head, hop out, walk the stairs
Talkin' 'bout bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih
Bih bih bih bih bih bih bih bih (Shoot it out, slow down)
Body drop, now I'm hot, he got took upstairs
Put that pressure on your top, talkin' 'bout what you said
Put his face up on FOX, fuck I look like? Cop a deuce
I'm renegade, fuck the opps, playing chess, we done killed the queen
And he prince the opp, selling glass for that dirty cash
For that straight drop, for them bodies feenin'
Bad, bad, bad, bad, we just hopped out got down on his
Ass, ass, yeah, his ass, he get turnt to pack, get turnt to
Gas, gas, gas, gas, I don't do too much talkin' drop that
Bag, bag, yeah, okay, bought my bitch a brand new Chanel bag
I flew her ass out to LA, rock out with those sticks I'm catchin' a brass
We get him the fuck out the way, find out that he rich, I pull down the mask
I'm really not havin' no face, on them stolen whips, we switchin' the tags
Nigga we spinnin' today, don't get caught up in that red dot, red dot
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