[Intro: BLEU]
(MIA JAY C)
Ayy, Maino, what we got, nigga?
Let's get it (Uh, yeah)
[Chorus: BLEU]
Uh, we got more racks in the ceiling, we got more racks (We got more racks)
They say, "Don't play with him, he get you toe-tagged" (He get you toed)
Yeah, yeah, the AR kick, it got some blowback (It got some)
I treat all my hoes special, I don't show no favoritism
But I got this one I really like, she like my babysitter
I just dropped my kids off, I fuck her, then I slid off (Yeah)
You know we blow the lid off (Yeah), I been poppin' my shit off
Don't make me pissed off, uh
[Verse 1: BLEU]
This a one-of-one, it's Richard Mille special edition
Don't talk to me about no bag, just put your neck in position
I'm ten for ten right from the free throw like I'm Stephen on instinct
My shooters shoot, I'm in the game like a PlayStation convention
Can't listen what these hoes talk or what the streets say
He caught a body in the city and caught a PJ
My lil' nigga spin your shit again just like a DJ
We on that gangster shit like Grove Street, but I ain't CJ
But I'm a rockstar, diamonds hit like cop cars
And that's our bitch (Huh), she is not yours (Ha)
I'm on drank, pour it (Yeah), when she call for it (Yeah)
I ain't goin' for it (Yeah), I ain't goin' for it
(MIA JAY C)
Ayy, Maino, what we got, nigga?
Let's get it (Uh, yeah)
[Chorus: BLEU]
Uh, we got more racks in the ceiling, we got more racks (We got more racks)
They say, "Don't play with him, he get you toe-tagged" (He get you toed)
Yeah, yeah, the AR kick, it got some blowback (It got some)
I treat all my hoes special, I don't show no favoritism
But I got this one I really like, she like my babysitter
I just dropped my kids off, I fuck her, then I slid off (Yeah)
You know we blow the lid off (Yeah), I been poppin' my shit off
Don't make me pissed off, uh
[Verse 1: BLEU]
This a one-of-one, it's Richard Mille special edition
Don't talk to me about no bag, just put your neck in position
I'm ten for ten right from the free throw like I'm Stephen on instinct
My shooters shoot, I'm in the game like a PlayStation convention
Can't listen what these hoes talk or what the streets say
He caught a body in the city and caught a PJ
My lil' nigga spin your shit again just like a DJ
We on that gangster shit like Grove Street, but I ain't CJ
But I'm a rockstar, diamonds hit like cop cars
And that's our bitch (Huh), she is not yours (Ha)
I'm on drank, pour it (Yeah), when she call for it (Yeah)
I ain't goin' for it (Yeah), I ain't goin' for it
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