Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wordplay, artist - blueface. Album song We over Famous, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Wordplay |
What’s up with all this sauce bitin'? |
Six piece, eighteen carats, bitch, I’m really frostbitin' |
You niggas killin' me, what’s up with all this net typin'? |
How I’m supposed to respect a nigga that’s on the net trippin'? |
I really get to it the lip and the dash |
Life is a bitch, it’s not about how quick you can get it up, but how long you |
can last |
Bitch, you hear that lisp |
It’s been regular, too many carats for a kiss |
I’m a Crip, so if I pull it up she blew dick |
«Blueface baby», that’s all it took, now she choosin' |
Bop! |
Bitch, I’m the bleeder, I’m something like Lebron when I pull up wit' that |
buzzer beater (Bop!) |
Bitch, this only took one take (One take) |
Six piece, (Six piece) wordplay, (Wordplay) punchline |
Stand a nigga up like a motherfuckin' date (Like a date) |
I can give you the recipe, bet you the sauce still don’t taste the same way |
(Ayy) (Stop the sauce bitin') |
Bitch, this only took (Aight Blueface) one take (One take) |
Six piece, (Six piece) wordplay, (Wordplay) punchline |
Stand a nigga up like a (Bitch) motherfuckin' (Ayy) date (Ayy) (Like a date) |
(Ayy) |
I can give you the recipe, (Ayy) bet you the sauce still don’t taste the same |
way (Stop the sauce bitin') |
Ayy, man, what’s up with all this sauce bitin'? |
Niggas ain’t fightin', this .40 do him triflin' |
It’s fourty rounds in his head and the niggas that’s right beside him |
Oh boy, you broke, so where Franklin at? |
I guess he hidin' |
And he got glue on his feet, bitch, you ain’t ever slidin' ayy, damn |
I hope the boys don’t see this ratchet pokin' |
And leave yo' house wit' a jacket 'cause I be fashion soakin' |
Now he jokin', talk on the net, seen him but now he frozen |
Birthday party, pass me the stick, I’m finna bust him open |
Blueface, slow down the Benz, I’m tryna catch him slippin' |
Big extensions, doo-doo-doo, that nigga steady trippin' |
Blake Griffin, you ain’t no shooter, bitch, I’m a foolie wit' it |
Tryna bite this sauce, you can’t do it if you ain’t got no chicken, bitch |
Bitch, (Yeah aight) this only took one take (One take) |
Six piece, (Six piece) wordplay, (Wordplay) punchline |
Stand a nigga up like a motherfuckin' date (Like a date) |
I can give you the recipe, bet you the sauce still don’t taste the same way |
(Stop the sauce bitin', yeah, aight) |
Bitch, this only took one take (One take) |
Six piece, (Six piece) wordplay, (Wordplay) punchline |
Stand a nigga up like a motherfuckin' date (Like a date) |
I can give you the recipe, bet you the sauce still don’t taste the same way |
(Stop the sauce bitin') |