BLUE RUPEES IN THE SHADE lyrics

[Verse 1: EndyEnds]
I keep my hands on the stick, gold on my wrist, I put it all in her lips
I reach my hand in the quap, I smoke a lot
n*gga, I won't ever stop
I'ma keep getting and flipping this product
This n*ggas ain't sh*t, b*tch, I came from the bottom
I threw the pack just to get it right back
Wait, b*tch, I'll be right back 'cause that money is calling
f*ck switchin' lanes, I need a plane
Icy as f*ck, keep my b*tch on a chain
Think I'm deranged
Endy a legend, know every time that I speak is a blessing
I might just straight hit the bank, ayy
n*gga, just stay out my way, ayy
I'm getting top in the Ghost, what?
My b*tch, she look like a ghost, what?
I need twenty 20's, you n*ggas could never take it from me
Got me fifty 50's, these n*ggas really could not f*ck with me
I'ma put that b*tch against the wall
If n*ggas hating on me, then its really f*ck em' all
I need twenty 20's, you n*ggas could never take it from me
Got me fifty 50's, these n*ggas really could not f*ck with me
I'ma put that b*tch against the wall
If n*ggas hating on me, then its really f*ck em' all

[Refrain: EndyEnds]
I need twenty 20's, you n*ggas could never take it from me
Got me fifty 50's, these n*ggas really could not f*ck with me
I'ma put that b*tch against the wall
If n*ggas hating on me, then its really f*ck em' all
[Verse 2: ITSOKTOCRY]
Sorry if I leave you, sorry if I love you
Lil' b*tches I'm onto they wanna f*ck on me
These b*tches be finessing you for your pocket man
You kissing them until they wanna suck on me
They count on they bills, they just want my dividends
Millionaire money I'm finishing sh*t
[?]
I don’t need your respect, motherf*ck your opinion
I don't need your two cents, stay up in your feelings
f*ck, b*tch, stay in your feelings
And I don’t need no friends
And it's all f*cked with feelin'
I got some dollars, why you hate?
Your girl in my mentions taking me on a date
I don't need no day job, why you throwing shade?
When I know you envy me anyway
Yeah man, I know you envy me anyway-

[Outro: ITSOKTOCRY]
ITSOKTOCRY
You talk sh*t, but you don't even know me (yeah)
Me and Endy shone up on this b*tch (go, go go!)
Wake up every morning put my wrist left
You talk sh*t, but you don't know sh*t!
Wake up every morning put my wrist left
You talk sh*t, but you don't even know me...