lirik lagu yo calor - blue lights
hey siri
[uh huh]
make my lights blue
[viola blue]
a demon
look in a mirror get hot flashes
you can’t see my eyes in these versace glasses
closed peace sign i’m plucking my blunt ashes
aladdin to these hoes i bet they all hate jasmine
hatched out the egg lil n~gga i been draggin
sale hit my phone i
and bip pass em
3~d printed glocks wit switches we grip plastic
308 sh~lls they measure in big damage
still got the grass he feeling like young aubrey
i started sippin young short dawg & wayne taught me
caution
tape chalk line you needa coroner
dope strip
boy gotta shooter on each corner
way before telegram tellem i been scoring met da plug on craigslist n~gga i’m being honest
cash app some bread on his head
my reach longer hitting plays off ig started a
e~commerce
tupac told us who shot em go bump bomb 1st i heard that head was a missile baby so gimme bomb 1st its
o~p everyday tellem n~ggas we armed 1st that b~tch bet not pop up at my crib she bet call 1st
i’m k!lling every thing
should call the mix tape a long he~rs~ she hold that mic with both hands & baby spit a long verse
the hottest n~gga on earth since child berth and fire works my shooter live a sober life that boy stay on high alert dis cocaine from brazil you buy it 1st ain’t gotta try it 1st i’m masked up
like a super hero f~ck the spider verse
and when i jump insider
she shoot like a geyser
robo whip
new whip self driving
like marvin the paranoid android i’m wiser
only one goal with these hoes a womanizer you hit this sit high off the ground like snow tires
i keep brody wit me you he my co pilot
threaded barrel on a 4~5 we going silent turn a 8 to a 2~4 n~gga like k bryant
once i hit the pack wit that fent
make it hybrid
dis piston gotta 30 on that b~tch rasheed wallace
name a n~gga dead or alive who can f~ck with me they know wassup wit me its up wit me drop top a bumble bee might catch a 1st degree i put a 4 in that peach tea i smoking on a christmas tree don’t celebrate i disagree my pockets big like santa stomach and baby coochie pink you know i had to get her right whats that a buss down jubilee?
we walking wit them sticks black kkk but these a 2.23
coming looking spooky gottem screaming little richard tuti fruti pistol whip his sleeping beauty whats that combination wait a lil second cuz she loopy a lil woozy makem rock wit dis lil uzi b~tch i’m hot like a jacuzzi f~ck the team that girl a floozy kicking back i’m watching movies wit my daughter eating sushi drinking smoothies brought a juicer now we juicing but i spike mine i be using ain’t i spitting like im toothless?
and i gotta b~tch that suck it till i come to a conclusion
what you doing i’m just moving that weight
like hefty
hit me for them bags or them plates we having our way ain’t selling no 8ths my stamina great head shot smoke cloud like he playing witta vape wit every step i’m clutching metal like a fire escape
listen
look at me and just admire a great
rap god ina booth but i ain’t saving the day
ina mouth like a gusher she wan savor the taste it got me elated that styrofoam got me sedated
yhb !
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