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Blue Video (MV)




Performed By: Prod.
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Victor Small




Prod. - Blue Lyrics
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Yeah
Woah
Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue
Smoke gelato it gon take me to the moon
Ou Ou Ou
Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue
Smoke gelato it gon take me to the moon
Push a button in my car and it go vroom
Suicide when I fall inside my coupe
Big racks bussin out my pants
Lax flying first class
Pop a perc then I might take a nap
Bad bitch wake me up she my snack
I got big racks poking out the front
I got bad hoes coming thru the back
F*cked her once then I broke her heart in half
Told her that I love her I guess it was cap
I just ran off with his bitch in my jag
Know they mad cause I'm all up in my bag
Keep a 30 round drum f*ck a mag
We got riches now threw away the rags
Ou
Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue
Smoke gelato it gon take me to the moon
Push a button in my car and it go vroom
Suicide when I fall inside my coupe
Big racks bussin out my pants
Lax flying first class
Pop a perc then I might take a nap
Bad bitch wake me up she my snack, Lets go!
Yeah, Yeah
More bags, She want more cash
(Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue)
More bags, She want more cash
(Pop a perc it gon take me to the moon)
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Yeah
Woah
Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue
Smoke gelato it gon take me to the moon
Ou Ou Ou
Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue
Smoke gelato it gon take me to the moon
Push a button in my car and it go vroom
Suicide when I fall inside my coupe
Big racks bussin out my pants
Lax flying first class
Pop a perc then I might take a nap
Bad bitch wake me up she my snack
I got big racks poking out the front
I got bad hoes coming thru the back
F*cked her once then I broke her heart in half
Told her that I love her I guess it was cap
I just ran off with his bitch in my jag
Know they mad cause I'm all up in my bag
Keep a 30 round drum f*ck a mag
We got riches now threw away the rags
Ou
Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue
Smoke gelato it gon take me to the moon
Push a button in my car and it go vroom
Suicide when I fall inside my coupe
Big racks bussin out my pants
Lax flying first class
Pop a perc then I might take a nap
Bad bitch wake me up she my snack, Lets go!
Yeah, Yeah
More bags, She want more cash
(Smoking gas till my lungs turn blue)
More bags, She want more cash
(Pop a perc it gon take me to the moon)
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Writer: Victor Small
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