BLUEFACE Lyrics

Brand new four door and i push the pedal to the metal

Lovin that I'm making music, fucking to the instrumental

Bunch of blue faces now my wrist on presidential

Bunch of two faces pick a side unless you mental

Push me to the edge and I'll have all your homie dead

I wont argue with a bitch imma leave your ass on read

Please don't run up on me wrong unless you wanna see some red, uh

Take you for your shoes and your chain and your bread

Anything you ever dropped, my music you will never top

Focused passion, pen to my pocket I will never stop

I will climb the highest mountain

I will cross the longest bridge

But i promise you, you will never find me in a ditch

And i'm doing pretty good lifting heavy with a sweater

I will do it in the fall spring summer any weather

Left jab right hook you can call me way weather

Sticking to this rap shit cuz i know the pay better

Brand new four door and i push the pedal to the metal

Lovin that I'm making music, fucking to the instrumental

Bunch of blue faces now my wrist on presidential

Bunch of two faces pick a side unless you mental

Push me to the edge and I'll have all your homie dead

I wont argue with a bitch imma leave your ass on read

Please don't run up on me wrong unless you wanna see some red, uh

Take you for your shoes and your chain and your bread

Buy you some Dior, like a runway she got many fits

Music in the vault, bitch you know I got so many hits

She in love with me, pull me in for a French kiss

All these other rappers never dropping you should call it quits

Brand new four door and i push the pedal to the metal

Lovin that I'm making music, fucking to the instrumental

Bunch of blue faces now my wrist on presidential

Bunch of two faces pick a side unless you mental

Push me to the edge and I'll have all your homie dead

I wont argue with a bitch imma leave your ass on read

Please don't run up on me wrong unless you wanna see some red, uh

Take you for your shoes and your chain and your bread