Kurtis Blow lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD & Future]
(DY Krazy)
Oh no, no-no
"How you feelin'?" Floatin' on the Perc's, uh
Uh, yeah, uh
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus]
Floatin' on the purple, I feel like a different person
Snakes in the grass, God taught me how to see serpents
Lord knows, I'd be lost if I ain't have my Percies
Lord knows, I get p*ssed when it feel like they ain't workin'
Leave me in the room with a nun and a Birkin
Five million dollars, say I'll have that b*tch twerkin'
.45 or a chopper, either way you gon' be hurtin'
Went and got rich, so I don't got to be in the streets lurkin'
Haters, can't see 'em through the Gucci Aviators, uh
Lucid Drеams stream, top on the playlist, uh
Laugh at thesе hoes, HaHa Davis, uh
b*tch, you funny, funny

[Verse]
You ain't got no money, money, you ain't get my money, money
High as a dummy, dummy, but I ain't no dummy, dummy
Swimmin' in some cuddy, uh, from a different country, uh
Listening to Cudi, uh, Day 'N' Nite or somethin'
Every day, I wake up sippin' the muddy
I don't see anyone takin' it from me
I don't see anybody sh*ttin' on me
I get what I want 'cause a n*gga done earned it
Shoutout to all of the n*ggas that switched up
That's a diamond bridge you're burning
Shoutout to all b*tches that done blown me
Your name should've been Kurtis, oh
[Bridge]
Don't you get it? Kurtis Blow (Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow)
Don't you get it? Kurtis Blow (Kurtis Blow)
Kurtis Blow
Don't you get it? Kurtis Blow (Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow)
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow
Don't you get it? Kurtis Blow (Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow)
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow
Don't you get it? Kurtis Blow (Kurtis Blow)
Kurtis Blow
Don't you get it? Kurtis Blow (Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow)
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow

[Chorus]
Floatin' on the purple, I feel like a different person
Snakes in the grass, God taught me how to see serpents
Lord knows, I'd be lost if I ain't have my Percies
Lord knows, I get p*ssed when it feel like they ain't workin'
Leave me in the room with a nun and a Birkin
Five million dollars, say I'll have that b*tch twerkin'
.45 or a chopper, either way you gon' be hurtin'
Went and got rich, so I don't got to be in the streets lurkin'
Haters, can't see 'em through the Gucci Aviators, uh
Lucid Dreams stream, top on the playlist, uh
Laugh at these hoes, HaHa Davis, uh
b*tch, you funny, funny