Blue Shell ft. K.Keed Lyrics

I keep it fresh like a brand new whip that new smell

Switching it up, too stale

They try to text, leave them on read

Switching the phone, new cell

Secrets I kept, do tell

We had to fight, tooth nail

This is a race, I know my place

Coming for first, blue shell

Just so you know I'm the one who's disrupting the industry

Baby just throw up the stats

I used to lack in direction

Ironic cause now-a-days I put the globe on the map

Don't need a publicist I don't want none of this

I keep it simple I show up and rap

Feeling like Cardi when she got the bag

You know I'm closing the gap

Auto tune off but the tunes on auto

I set trends and then you all follow

C notes stacked like I do staccato

DIY that's the crew's whole motto

Float on the beat like it's easy made

I'm on a whole different level don't even know

I could unload the whole clip and don't need to reload it

I'm golden I got it unlimited listen they know I'm about it

My penmanship different and missing is not in my diction

And fiction is not in my writtens

I'm keeping it fresh like a brand new whip that new smell

Switching it up, too stale

They try to text, leave them on read

Switching the phone, new cell

Secrets I kept, do tell

We had to fight, tooth nail

This is a race, I know my place

Coming for first, blue shell

I know some homies that lost my respect on the way

And that's a reality check

My problems are stacking up

Problems it's taller than me, for real

It's giving me headaches

Please don't be putting no cameras in my face

That's tax, reality cheques

Protecting the image and cropping the Ls

That's life editing, the vision is blessed

The money motion 360

Moving in circles, letting that twerk on me

Yeah I got it for free don't shop at the mall

Whatchu even know about bricks

If you don't get it that's cool why you tryna tap in dawg

You ain't even know about leaks

I'm rocking exclusives, drinking kombucha

While I'm still beating on beats

They jacking the sauce, they trying to duplicate flows

The bars are bootlegged

Making these flows gon keep me afloat

Money my language I'm fluent

New smell

Switching it up, too stale

They try to text, leave them on read

Switching the phone, new cell

Secrets I kept, do tell

We had to fight, tooth nail

This is a race, I know my place

Coming for first, blue shell