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lirik lagu yung dred - blue strips (remix)

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[intro: yung dred]
yeah, yeah, yeah
count up a whole lot of (yeah)
i got a whole lot of (yeah)
i count a whole lot of (yeah)
chaz guapo

[chorus: yung dred]
count up a whole lot of blue strips
new money, who this?
so many racks on a n-gga
i don’t know what to do with it
so many packs on n-gga
swearin’ sometimes i get paranoid
lifestyle that you can’t afford
since a jit, i always wanted more

[verse 1: yung dred]
hopped off the porch on a money mission
in these streets i go tunnel vision
they ain’t think i’ll make it this far
remember days me and tish talked
69-12 gave mama h-ll
posted on the curb tryna catch a sale
me and you can’t relate, ’cause me and you not the same
i took an o, i put it all on the line and threw the letters in the chain
any weaker, got the gang with me, gray flags, count up big bags
i gave my hood motivation, and took it all across the nation
they ask me who i think i am, first of all, i’m the man
double g on the slippers, balmain with the zippers
never get tired of ballin’, told all my n-ggas we all in
making money while she calling, choose the money over b-tches
’cause once you got it, she gon’ want you with it
got rich, did it independent

[chorus: yung dred]
count up a whole lot of blue strips
new money, who this?
so many racks on a n-gga
i don’t know what to do with it
so many packs on n-gga
swearin’ sometimes i get paranoid
lifestyle that you can’t afford
since a jit, i always wanted more

[verse 2: lil baby]
since a jit i wanted more so i went and got it
only made deposits, no withdrawals, i’m all about my profit
bad b-tches watchin’, got ’em jockin’, tryna get all in my business
i done hit her, i went missing, now she all inside her feelings
pinky ring bling hard, i ain’t no one hit wonder, i’m hard
we was runnin’ up in them cars
if we want it, you got it, we rob
n-ggas do anything for attention
i consider them n-ggas b-tches
hope no rap guy don’t diss me
i’ma make your mama cry, she gon’ miss you
i’m a real street n-gga, i’m official
brand new vertical, ain’t anorexic
whole lot of blue strips, i’m on some new sh-t
boy this that new drip
we go on private planes for a month straight
took your baby mama on a lunch, great
i done ran it up, now i’m super straight, yeah

[chorus: yung dred]
count up a whole lot of blue strips
new money, who this?
so many racks on a n-gga
i don’t know what to do with it
so many packs on n-gga
swearin’ sometimes i get paranoid
lifestyle that you can’t afford
since a jit, i always wanted more
count up a whole lot of blue strips
new money, who this?
so many racks on a n-gga
i don’t know what to do with it
so many packs on n-gga
swearin’ sometimes i get paranoid
lifestyle that you can’t afford
since a jit, i always wanted more


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