Jackie Chan lyrics
by AK Bandamont
[Intro]
(Ooh, sh*t, what the f*ck, Daniel?)
(It's BlueStrip, baby)
[Verse 1: BabyTron]
AK wearin' ski goggles in the spot cuttin' ice
I can slide a rental out of Enterprise or punch a flight
If he scuff these new Dior kicks, send him up to Christ
I don't drink alcohol, but I'd love a Sprite
Too blowed, Lemon Cherry with some Pumpkin Spice
How I'm feelin', f*ck around and go to Hutch tonight
Put that lil' dub away, you don't crunch, that's light
Akhi crazy, if he get up close, gon' have you duckin' knives
[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
And have you duckin' pipes, I throw my gloves on when I be cuttin' white
Now life crazy, they send me out in public like, "You my cousin, right?"
Doggy bought a bag and got robbed, he wasn't hustlin' right
Hm, he might not make it to the morning, I brought a gun to fight
Doggy talkin' like he cut, he really a b*tch, he just a bunch of hype
I brought girly to the crib, but I ain't pipe, I want tongue tonight
I left crib with the beam attached to the Glocky, can't run tonight
This b*tch sober for a week and call my phone, she want drugs tonight
[Verse 3: BabyTron]
It's thirty for a verse, fifty for a show, I love this life
Best believe them b*tches 'round if you don't see a gun in sight
Overdid the drank while I was drivin', now I'm runnin' lights
Buffies on my face, they Caucasian like a cup of rice
[Verse 4: AK Bandamont]
This b*tch told me I was wrong and she was hardly right
Run through a bag and buy a bunch of ice, I'm sellin' Bobby White
Right now I'm off the yerc, I see a couple sky 'cause I'm so f*ckin' high
Dog was high for a minute, but it ain't sh*t 'cause he gon' f*ckin' die
[Verse 5: BabyTron & AK Bandamont]
Hm, Mike Amiris with the button fly
R.I.P. my baby Mauri, I might switch up to the Number Nines
Brodie almost got a five, they changed the number to a nine
They got brodie in that prison, in the gutter where it's slime
ARP spittin' like it got an underbite
I'm tryna put phones in her name, I'm finna f*ck her right
Brodie in the gym, he tryna get his jumper right
I'm trippin' off the pills, keep on tryna get a stutter right