Blueprint - Eli Sostre

Bitch, I’m on the way, I ain’t gotta prove nothin'

For my kids, while we ridin' with who’s gun

She tryna leave all the problems for new fun

In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth

Me and you, give a fuck 'bout your boo

I got bidness to handle 'round two

I tell the teller to keep it, no, I do not need it, I like all my hunnids on

blue

Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth

How far can I take your bitch, I’m breakin' new snow, this ain’t no Canada Goose

Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin'

This the, you can’t fuck with the movement

I’ve been workin', the fuck you been doin'?

Gotta Birkin her friend, she keep screwin'

She wanna run that shit back, run that shit back

That’s for the bird, I don’t fuck with a pash

I got a gun and a mash

Don’t need to use it, my youngins’ll blast

Talk about trap but they ain’t finna trap

They fuck with Pirelli, can’t fuck with the cap

Came from the block to that shit, caught a map

Got a bad little bitch, I just hit from the back

Yeah, yeah

She fell in love with the bounce

Don’t fall in love with me now

I had to cut that shit out

I might just smoke on an ounce

Baby, what is you fussin' about?

I can’t have no one stressin' me out

Fuck breakin' even, we rich now

Oh, I got me some reason to switch now

Say she wanna get high and get dicked down

I got you, bae

She want a brand new 'Cedes

I got you, baby

Man, that bitch so bad, she wanna have my baby

She wanna drive me wild, just don’t drive me crazy

Baby, it’s been a while, just wanna see you naked

Say she love to get high off that Cocaine 80's

She say she love to be mine, baby, I hope we make it

Bitch, I’m on the way, I ain’t gotta prove nothin'

For my kids, while we ridin' with who’s gun

She tryna leave all the problems for new fun

In my sleep, I just clapped it like tooth

Me and you, give a fuck 'bout your boo

I got bidness to handle 'round two

I tell the teller to keep it, no, I do not need it, I like all my hunnids on

blue

Fuck the labels, I gave you the truth

How far can I take your bitch, I’m breakin' new snow, this ain’t no Canada Goose

Me, my brothers like Curry we shootin'

This the, you can’t fuck with the movement

I’ve been workin', the fuck you been doin'?

Gotta Birkin her friend, she keep screwin'

She wanna run that shit back, run that shit back

That’s for the bird, I don’t fuck with a pash

I got a gun and a mash

Don’t need to use it, my youngins’ll blast

Talk about trap but they ain’t finna trap

They fuck with Pirelli, can’t fuck with the cap

Came from the block to that shit, caught a map

Got a bad little bitch, I just hit from the back