
Blue Bills (Demo) DJ Scheme (Ft. Fenix Flexin)
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[Intro: Fenix Flexin]
Oh my God, Ronny
Woo
[Verse: Fenix Flexin]
Back ends, lil' freak bitch, break her back in
Always on the road, gettin' dome, you niggas has-beens (On that road)
Bust down Rollie, diamond-dancin', Michael Jackson (Bust down)
Pedal to that bag in a Jag writin' captions (Damn)
I let the bitch choose up
I wanna fuck her from the back to the front (To the front)
I let her hit the road (What?), but she can't hit the blunt (What?)
Niggas lookin' for a problem, we got what they want (We got what they want)
Nigga, we is not the same, I swear you niggas fucks (I swear these niggas fucks)
You froze up when they went and robbed you, why you didn't duck? (Froze up)
I been ballin' like a Laker, I can't even dunk (She chose up)
I been sippin' on some Tech, I ain't gettin' drunk (Woo)
I be strapped up with a TEC, I ain't gettin' punked (Brrat, brrat)
Niggas really out here starvin' like they missed they lunch (Nigga)
I'ma bust a couple rounds if brothers throw a punch (Brrat)
I knew I'd make a couple million, niggas had a hunch
[Open Verse]
Oh my God, Ronny
Woo
[Verse: Fenix Flexin]
Back ends, lil' freak bitch, break her back in
Always on the road, gettin' dome, you niggas has-beens (On that road)
Bust down Rollie, diamond-dancin', Michael Jackson (Bust down)
Pedal to that bag in a Jag writin' captions (Damn)
I let the bitch choose up
I wanna fuck her from the back to the front (To the front)
I let her hit the road (What?), but she can't hit the blunt (What?)
Niggas lookin' for a problem, we got what they want (We got what they want)
Nigga, we is not the same, I swear you niggas fucks (I swear these niggas fucks)
You froze up when they went and robbed you, why you didn't duck? (Froze up)
I been ballin' like a Laker, I can't even dunk (She chose up)
I been sippin' on some Tech, I ain't gettin' drunk (Woo)
I be strapped up with a TEC, I ain't gettin' punked (Brrat, brrat)
Niggas really out here starvin' like they missed they lunch (Nigga)
I'ma bust a couple rounds if brothers throw a punch (Brrat)
I knew I'd make a couple million, niggas had a hunch
[Open Verse]
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