Lyrics Blue Faces - Fetty Luciano, Landstrip Chip

Blue Faces

Pocket full of money, all blue face hundreds
I just ran through a fifty, got a new safe comin'
Spent a band on my jeans and my shoes eight hundred
Bet them niggas get to runnin' when they hear that K drummin' (Brrt)
Cartier, I just put some new frames on it (Frames on it)
I just signed to Def Jam, now they all hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Come and get ya bitch, she think I’m running game on her (Game on her)
Song wit' Chip and Fetty, bitch, they all waiting on it (They all waiting on it)
Free my niggas locked behind the wall doin' fed time (Free 'em)
Working all night long cause I got deadlines (Yeah)
Half my niggas on probation totin' that lead iron (Brrt)
These niggas mad I came up but shit I stayed down (Up)
I ain’t got time to lay up, these hoes get laid down (Down)
Even though I ran my change up, I’m with my same rounds (Whoa)
Walking around my city chained up but I can’t change now
This shit ain’t nothing new, been popping since the playground
Riding with my nines running circles you’ll get lapped up (Huh?)
Standing ovation on your block when shit get clapped up (Brrt)
You put these hoes before your paper, that shit backwards (Yeah)
You put these hoes before your paper, that shit backwards
Pocket full of money, all blue face hundreds
I just ran through a fifty, got a new safe comin'
Spent a band on my jeans and my shoes eight hundred
Bet them niggas get to runnin' when they hear that K drummin' (Brrt)
Cartier, I just put some new frames on it (Frames on it)
I just signed to Def Jam, now they all hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Come and get ya bitch, she think I’m running game on her (Game on her)
Song wit' Chip and Fetty, bitch, they all waiting on it (They all waiting on it)
Waiting on it
Bitch they waiting on it (Yuh)
I just gotta K and put a red beam on it (Beam on it)
Before I air it out, gotta check the scene homie (Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk)
This is some new drip, it’s a tidal wave coming (Tidal wave comin')
22 more months, Bobby, Rowdy, they coming (Woo)
Pull up on ya block you gon' hear them things drumming (Hear them things
drumming)
They judge and the DA try to take the fame from us (They try to take the fame)
But we gon' keep leveling up and stay the same, homie (Stay the same)
AR got a neck like guitar, I’ma rockstar (Rockstar)
V10 in the back do the dash like a NASCAR (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Window rolled down when they running like some track stars (Like some track
stars)
I made a million (I made a million), I would shoot at civilians, yah
Pocket full of money, all blue face hundreds
I just ran through a fifty, got a new safe comin'
Spent a band on my jeans and my shoes eight hundred
Bet them niggas get to runnin' when they hear that K drummin' (Brrt)
Cartier, I just put some new frames on it (Frames on it)
I just signed to Def Jam, now they all hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Come and get ya bitch, she think I’m running game on her (Game on her)
Song wit' Chip and Fetty, bitch, they all waiting on it (They all waiting on it)