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Artiste : Lil Baby
Titre : Blue Strips Remix
[Yung Dred]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Count up a whole lot of (yeah)
I got a whole lot of (yeah)
I count a whole lotof (yeah)

Chaz Guapo

[Yung Dred]
Count up a whole lot of blue strips
New money, who this?
So many racks on a nigga
I don´t know what to do with it
So many packs on nigga
Swearin´ sometimes I get paranoid
Lifestyle that you can´t afford
Since a jit, I always wanted more

[Yung Dred]
Hopped off the porch on a money mission
In these streets I go tunnel vision
They ain´t think I´ll make it this far
Remember days me and Tish talked
69-12 gave mama hell

Posted on the curb tryna catch a sale
Me and you can´t relate, ´cause me and you not the same
I took an O, I put it all on the line and threw the letters in the chain
Any weaker, got the gang with me, gray flags, count up big bags
I gave my hood motivation, and took it all across the nation
They ask me who I think I am, first of all, I´m the man
Double G on the slippers, Balmain with the zippers
Never get tired of ballin´, told all my niggas we all in
Making money while she calling, choose the money over bitches
´Cause once you got it, she gon´ want you with it

Got rich, did it independent

[Yung Dred]
Count up a whole lot of blue strips
New money, who this?
So many racks on a nigga
I don´t know what to do with it
So many packs on nigga
Swearin´ sometimes I get paranoid
Lifestyle that you can´t afford
Since a jit, I always wanted more

[Lil Baby]
Since a jit I wanted more so I went and got it
Only made deposits, no withdrawals, I´m all about my profit
Bad bitches watchin´, got ´em jockin´, tryna get all in my business

I done hit her, I went missing, now she all inside her feelings
Pinky ring bling hard, I ain´t no one hit wonder, I´m hard
We was runnin´ up in them cars
If we want it, you got it, we rob
Niggas do anything for attention
I consider them niggas bitches
Hope no rap guy don´t diss me
I´ma make your mama cry, she gon´ miss you
I´m a real street nigga, I´m official
Brand new vertical, ain´t anorexic
Whole lot of blue strips, I´m on some new shit
Boy this that new drip
We go on private planes for a month straight
Took your baby mama on a lunch, great
I done ran it up, now I´m super straight, yeah

[Yung Dred]
Count up a whole lot of blue strips
New money, who this?
So many racks on a nigga
I don´t know what to do with it
So many packs on nigga
Swearin´ sometimes I get paranoid
Lifestyle that you can´t afford
Since a jit, I always wanted more
Count up a whole lot of blue strips
New money, who this?
So many racks on a nigga
I don´t know what to do with it
So many packs on nigga
Swearin´ sometimes I get paranoid
Lifestyle that you can´t afford
Since a jit, I always wanted more