Out da Blue lyrics

[Intro: Tafia]
(Ayo, Josh, make that sh*t bang)
Don't study me, just study what I do (What I do)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue, n*gga (Alright)

[Chorus: Tafia]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, n*gga)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race
Jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Tafia]
Knick knack, paddy whack, they gave a dog a bone
Made a hunnid bands, then I went and dropped a song (Let's go)
Spread my wings and I took off, Tafia on the roam
A lawyer, too much money, nine zones, get him gone (Pew)
Florida boy with the sauce, dead counted hustler
I don't need to catch up, old hundreds smell like mustard
Hit him with that switcheroo, pull up different Coupes
She walked out of her ex life, baby need new shoes (Uh-huh)
Gangster to the core, real b*tches I adore
Bein' bad ain't enough, what you got? I need more
I started off with a three-five, then flipped that to a seven
Flipped the seven to a half a zip, then hit for a quarter P
Middle-man my way to a whole thing, so it made it cheap
Five months later, my right wrist cost a quarter key
[Chorus: Tafia & Icewear Vezzo]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, n*gga)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes (Phew)
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race (Phew)
Jumped on a swoop (Phew) and came back (Mm) with some loot

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, don't ever cop no plea, we pull up Hawkings sh*t on feet
Put two thousand on his head to show that talkin' sh*t was cheap, huh
Pint of Wocky clean, that b*tch ain't cause me sh*t but three
I be flossin' just like Meek, don't take no losses, we defeat, huh
You a b*tch, your boss a b*tch so that mean you're all hoes
[?] for myself, got fifty Demons I can could call on
Rappers thought we'd need 'em, so it's f*ck 'em, we gon' ball on
Rich n*gga, I don't wanna f*ck, I want that jaw bone
Marty millionaire, was slappin' white and now we grabbin' heights
Throw my [?] around up in the sky, sh*t look like flashin' lights
Ever listened to them n*ggas' music, you the cappin' [?]
Tryna hear him say that he ain't told, I seen that black and white
Pop a double G, sh*t got me sleepin' like it's Benadryl
Obvi' ain't sign no n*gga to my label, 'less you did a drill
[Chorus: Tafia]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, n*gga)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race
Jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (Let's go)