Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blueprint, artist - Eli Sostre. Date of issue: 27.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blueprint |
| Bitch, I’m on the way, I ain’t gotta prove nothin' |
| For my kids, while we ridin' with who’s gun |
| She tryna leave all the problems for new fun |
| In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth |
| Me and you, give a fuck 'bout your boo |
| I got bidness to handle 'round two |
| I tell the teller to keep it, no, I do not need it, I like all my hunnids on |
| blue |
| Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth |
| How far can I take your bitch, I’m breakin' new snow, this ain’t no Canada Goose |
| Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin' |
| This the, you can’t fuck with the movement |
| I’ve been workin', the fuck you been doin'? |
| Gotta Birkin her friend, she keep screwin' |
| She wanna run that shit back, run that shit back |
| That’s for the bird, I don’t fuck with a pash |
| I got a gun and a mash |
| Don’t need to use it, my youngins’ll blast |
| Talk about trap but they ain’t finna trap |
| They fuck with Pirelli, can’t fuck with the cap |
| Came from the block to that shit, caught a map |
| Got a bad little bitch, I just hit from the back |
| Yeah, yeah |
| She fell in love with the bounce |
| Don’t fall in love with me now |
| I had to cut that shit out |
| I might just smoke on an ounce |
| Baby, what is you fussin' about? |
| I can’t have no one stressin' me out |
| Fuck breakin' even, we rich now |
| Oh, I got me some reason to switch now |
| Say she wanna get high and get dicked down |
| I got you, bae |
| She want a brand new 'Cedes |
| I got you, baby |
| Man, that bitch so bad, she wanna have my baby |
| She wanna drive me wild, just don’t drive me crazy |
| Baby, it’s been a while, just wanna see you naked |
| Say she love to get high off that Cocaine 80's |
| She say she love to be mine, baby, I hope we make it |
| Bitch, I’m on the way, I ain’t gotta prove nothin' |
| For my kids, while we ridin' with who’s gun |
| She tryna leave all the problems for new fun |
| In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth |
| Me and you, give a fuck 'bout your boo |
| I got bidness to handle 'round two |
| I tell the teller to keep it, no, I do not need it, I like all my hunnids on |
| blue |
| Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth |
| How far can I take your bitch, I’m breakin' new snow, this ain’t no Canada Goose |
| Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin' |
| This the, you can’t fuck with the movement |
| I’ve been workin', the fuck you been doin'? |
| Gotta Birkin her friend, she keep screwin' |
| She wanna run that shit back, run that shit back |
| That’s for the bird, I don’t fuck with a pash |
| I got a gun and a mash |
| Don’t need to use it, my youngins’ll blast |
| Talk about trap but they ain’t finna trap |
| They fuck with Pirelli, can’t fuck with the cap |
| Came from the block to that shit, caught a map |
| Got a bad little bitch, I just hit from the back |