Realazyaget - Blue Hunnits Lyrics

Three Sixty-Five year around on a mission
Approached about some business
I'm hit with a proposition no thoughts given
Burning up the dash on ninety-five Supercharged
Dodge gotta baby who goin Drive
Literally on this paper chase like a bloodhound
Got the sticks ready for anything to gun down
Ten in the Fed but she out on parole now
Trust that she gotta real man to hold down
Pull up to her spot empty bag and a figi
Sneezing allergic to these op niggas
Got that thang with me to eliminate the op in em
Like some cot liver oil I got that nigga
I done came to bags and I want it all
Got some kids at the crib who deserve it all Worth it all
Everything I touch is gold
Pouring seventeen feeling like the king of the throne
I be in it to win a legendary icon I go hard
Every time I'm spitting these bars
Ducked off sailing winds and wrecking ships like I'm Gilligan
Chillmode my fooshe drip Benjamins
Resurfaced from the city straight hotter than a molly the same time
Hamp dropped do the Rickey Bobbi
I been relevant then Realazyaget ever since High styling with my rider
Got my glock right beside her we major leaguers
Ain't goin waste time with minors
Ain't on no paper trail like Waldo you won't find me
Grown man with needs something's I don't take lightly
Turned for a check so rapping is just a hobby
Ain't no competition how y'all listen to that garbage
Feeling like he gotta hundred likes now he unstoppable
Fresh air forces yea I stay on top of those Foreign whips yea
I jump in and out of those
All ears when we pull up they all see us Nutsociety DM bra for them raw deals
Chea Realazyaget