Blue Sickboyrari (Ft. Bladee)

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[Intro: SICKBOYRARI]
Free Diesel
Uh, uh

[Chorus: SICKBOYRARI]
Brand-new choppa and you know it match the new shoes
I ain't fuckin' with that ho 'cause she on two, two
K9 Crew, yeah, I'm with my gang, we some loose screws
I'm with Bladee overseas pourin' up some blue juice

[Verse 1: SICKBOYRARI]
Pourin' up some blue juice, pull up in a blue coupe
Same color blues, foreign bands match the new shoes
Sicko Gang, D9, match the fee, high
New skullheads so you know that we shine
Sicko Gang, DG, drain you like the Rugrats
Drain like a nosebleed, foreign car with two seats

[Verse 2: Bladee]
Three years for me just to find Yahweh
Thirteenth, yeah, it came on a Friday
Put the Ps in the trash, go on a hol-holiday
Me and Kray let it spray, get it any day
Tried to change my way of life but I relapsed
Duct tape on me, look like I got kidnapped
Prada'd down, I don't really do the mixmatch
Three-point, yeah, I score, don't need assistance

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