why you got the blues - gtm guapo lyrics
(hook)
why you got the blues lil b-tch why you trippin
b-tch i got the strips i ain’t talkin bout chicken
y’all dissin for a mention
lil baby just pay attention
off the drank and i’m spinnin
lil baby just try to listen
lil baby i can get you what you like
remember i was broke trappin on them cold nights
why you do the things that’s wrong thinking it’s right
you don’t make sense i ain’t even tryna fight
(verse 1)
i’m gettin all this money lil b-tch i’m takin flight
don’t ask me for no favors lil b-tch take a hike
yo b-tch call me up whenever she need the pipe
and ain’t f-ckin wit you n-ggas cause you n-ggas picking sides
i’m sippin on that henny do my dance then i slide
i’m really f-ckin turnt you can see it in my eyes
these b-tches f-ckin wit me cause they know i’m that guy
b-tch i’m clutch hit the fader like kawhi
f-ck on yo b-tch i won’t tell that hoe bye
sh-t i really stay drippin
off the henny i’m sippin
just gave yo b-tch d-ck and you ask why she limpin
i be really in the trap i was born in the kitchen
i was deadbroke man really had to go get it
had to pull up to the block and give you n-ggas some stiches
watch me do the race leave the scene wit no witness
(hook)
why you got the blues lil b-tch why you trippin
b-tch i got the strips i ain’t talkin bout chicken
y’all dissin for a mention
lil baby just pay attention
off the drank and i’m spinnin
lil baby just try to listen
lil baby i can get you what you like
remember i was broke trappin on them cold nights
why you do the things that’s wrong thinking it’s right
you don’t make sense i ain’t even tryna fight
(verse 2)
i really had to get to the bag
why you mad cause a n-gga love countin cash
yea you did the race but yo -ss came in last
but sh-t i’m really swerving and i hope i don’t crash
don’t compare me to these n-ggas cause most these n-ggas trash
but i just do my step
pull up on you wit the tech
and we shootin at yo neck
12 shots for disrespect
f-ck a bank i tell my b-tch to cash my checks
and i be really stuntin b-tch i really love to flex
and i ain’t tryna f-ck b-tch i only want the neck
n-gga talkin sh-t imma put his -ss to rest
f-cked that n-gga b-tch then i nut up on her chest
these n-ggas try to test me but they stay gettin f’s
and all yo hoes know me cause i left they p-ssy wet
i’m really out here grinding b-tch i’m tryna be the best
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