blurry lyrics

You always got on my nerves and sh*t
" You're now listening to a 22 classic" (c-c-c-cla-classic)
Baby girl got two, baby girl got two
" Who the f*ck even are you" (a-are you)
Baby girl got two blicks, ye she bipolar
Gamble half my networth, call me a hot roller
Blurry money I can't see it that's my Cartiers
One PM in the double R it's a starry day
You got a BN, I got a RF
I flew into my apartment, while Florida park my [CarZen]?
This sh*t is to hot, don't lock me up for arson
She's swimmin' man to man, I call that b*tch Tarzan
So many bad b*tches sippin' purple [?] Gengar
We like 5'4s, short legs you ain't gettin' far
Subtract and multiply, calculating, there's to many odds
Pull up to Miami, oh f*ck, way to many hoes
Baby girl got two blicks, ye she bipolar
Gamble half my networth, call me a hot roller
Blurry monеy I can't see it that's my Cartiers
One PM in the doublе R it's a starry day
Silly boys trynna' 1v1, what you say no 303
Long clips like COD, what's tiny individual what it mean
Baby gon get you money up, before trynna [?]
Bad hoe try to add me up, but deep down she a honeybun
Let's go, f*ck you is gonna say to me, b*tch go cut some grass
b*tch get back to class and put on a mask
Money's talk like b*tch oh I hit you with [?}
That be like, oh damn!
That b*tch gonna [throw]? hands
Baby girl got two blicks, ye she bipolar
Gamble half my networth, call me a hot roller
Blurry money I can't see it that's my Cartiers
One PM in the double R it's a starry day