lirik lagu yung bleu - keeping me sane
[chorus]
hop out the car to the plane (plane)
none of these b~tches is playin’ (playin’)
money be keepin’ me sane (sane)
freaky ho keepin’ me drained (drained)
we in the building, we litty (litty)
wanna see ass and titties (titties)
even if they look bitty (yes)
call me, i’m in your city (uh)
[verse 1]
she gon’ do anything on account of me (me)
need these hoes on the floor by the count of three (three)
drink the cup ’til it’s gone, smoke a pound of tree
i’ma louis v down, chinchilla, mink
give a f~ck what you heard through the grapevine (‘vinе)
i be poppin’ my sh~t through the state linе (line)
i know n~ggas got fed and state time (yeah)
i’ma crash like i cut the brake line (skrrt)
i’ma smash like i’m in a gt (skrrt)
i’ma cop her chanel and gg (g)
i’ma f~ck her ’til you gotta pee~pee (pee)
ooh, i love her, she so freaky
water, water, she so leaky
put a cap on her
that b~tch got a salary cap on her
wanna make your haters mad, step on ’em
wanna make your ex mad, rep on him
[chorus]
hop out the car to the plane (plane)
none of these b~tches is playin’ (playin’)
money be keepin’ me sane (sane)
freaky ho keepin’ me drained (drained)
we in the building, we litty (litty)
wanna see ass and titties (titties)
even if they look bitty (yes)
call me, i’m in your city (hey)
[verse 2]
i’m sittin’ ‘side of my cyber tesla (cyber tesla)
if she get rowdy, she pop a tesla (pop a tesla)
hey, jump off the top rope like a wrestler (like a wrestler)
i left the pistol grip by the dresser (prr, by the dresser)
i’m tryna bust her pipes ’cause she pressure (’cause she pressure)
i’m tryna f~ck tonight, not the next one (not the next one)
hit from the left side, that’s her best one
do it right, then you could up your income
tryna fly you out
[chorus]
hop out the car to the plane (plane)
none of these b~tches is playin’ (playin’)
money be keepin’ me sane (sane)
freaky ho keepin’ me drained
we in the building, we litty (litty)
wanna see ass and titties (titties)
even if they look bitty (bitty)
call me, i’m in the city
hop out the car to the plane (plane)
none of these b~tches is playin’ (playin’, oh)
money be keepin’ me sane (sane)
freaky ho keepin’ me drained (drained, oh)
we in the building, we litty (litty)
wanna see ass and titties (titties)
even if they look bitty (bitty, yes)
call me, i’m in your city (city, yeah)
[outro]
city, yeah
ooh~oh
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