Blue Bonnets lyrics

Racks on a n*gga
All blue like bonnets
Went and ran it up
I ain't even have an option
He say he want smoke
Now his ass in a coffin
Went and hit him up
We ain't doing much talking
Dropped out of school
Time to get to the money
Went and got guap
Now hoes try and f*ck me
All you see is blues
When a n*gga start thumbing
And b*tch I keep a tool
Like I'm working in construction
Whole lotta weight
They ain't seen what I seen
Hit 500 bands
Put 20 in my jeans
f*cked your b*tch slow
Off the four of the lean
b*tch I'm getting racks
Pockets stay full of green
Been having racks, n*gga
Go ask my momma
Riding with a Glock
Just in case they want drama
Presidential sh*t
I ain't talking Obama
And b*tch I'm dropping bombs
You can call me Osama
I'm probably out here serving
Probably kicking in your trap
If Izzy steal your ho
Imma f*ck thеn give her back
I could nevеr stay
Gotta go and get the cash
Trapped as a teens
Used to go and get the bag
Solid ass n*ggas in my circle
Gas in my sweet
And the cup full of purple
Smoking on exotic
Got me slow like a turtle
Chopper shots make these n*ggas jump
Like hurdle
I ain't gone play
I'm a popper
Big ass chopper
Probably knock a helicopter
We gone send shots
Like we handing out vodka
I be getting cheese, n*gga
Like an enchilada
Been balling out with no budget
I send shots
No discussions
If I got the Glock
Imma bust it
Imma hit his ass
Then I gotta put him under
Your favorite rapper trash
He a b*tch
He ain't even really about sh*t
We was really out hitting licks
Went and got racks
Now these hoes on the di*k