Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blue Faces , by - 88GLAM. Song from the album 88GLAM2.5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 11.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
Blue Faces |
| In the sky, throw 'em in the sky |
| All these blue faces |
| Countin' up all these blue faces |
| G5 Tootsie, that’s my favorite |
| She gon' pick that guap off the stages |
| (Throw 'em in the sky, throw 'em in the sky) |
| Say you were my dog, now you’re hatin' |
| Countin' up all these blue faces (I got all these ones, yeah) |
| To the G5 Tootsie, that’s my favorite |
| She gon' pick my guap off the stages |
| Balenciaga on my jeans, you hatin' on me, fine by me |
| Mino World Peace, got the strip club at war |
| Gotta make at least three, three, pit stops on tour, three |
| Ran into your bitch and I sexed it |
| Man, shit been gettin' hella reckless |
| And, who I’m with, you guessed it |
| Any of you step on my Raf, it’s a death wish |
| Mino World Peace, got the strip club at war |
| Gotta make at least three, three, pit stops on tour, three |
| Say what I mean when I’m gone off a bean |
| Fuckin' on him, fuckin' on me |
| Deep in that pussy, I tell her I swim |
| Pass it to GB, then pass it to me |
| Countin' up all these blue faces |
| G5 Tootsie, that’s my favorite |
| She gon' pick that guap off the stages |
| (Throw 'em in the sky, throw 'em in the sky) |
| Say you were my dog, now you’re hatin' |
| Countin' up all these blue faces (I got all these ones, yeah) |
| To the G5 Tootsie, that’s my favorite |
| She gon' pick my guap off the stages |
| Balenciaga on my jeans, you hatin' on me, fine by me |
| 1−800-KNOT's, got these hundreds in my section |
| She gon' drop the top, feed her guac like a Mexican |
| I can’t work no job, Glam a boss 'til I’m restin' |
| She gon' hit my line when she off, not a question |
| Let little shawty know I get my way and I like the fast one |
| Better that you go and cut that rope, you need a bad one |
| Boyfriend on your phone, he so annoying, he a sad one |
| You about your bread, ain’t goin' home until you had some |
| I don’t go check accounts unless I’m sitting in the bank, huh |
| Pullin' out, it’s a flex, Mercedes Benzo, it’s a wagon |
| Double G, don’t wear Guess, his wrist on ice, my diamonds dancin' |
| 88 throwin' dubs, we makin' it rain inside of Mansion |
| Countin' up all these blue faces |
| G5 Tootsie, that’s my favorite |
| She gon' pick that guap off the stages |
| (Throw 'em in the sky, throw 'em in the sky) |
| Say you were my dog, now you’re hatin' |
| Countin' up all these blue faces (I got all these ones, yeah) |
| To the G5 Tootsie, that’s my favorite |
| She gon' pick my guap off the stages |
| Balenciaga on my jeans, you hatin' on me, fine by me |