Blue Strips lyrics

[Intro]
Run that money counter, baby
Ayy, who the f*ck is Narquise?

[Chorus: Shad Da God]
I didn't give that b*tch one blue strip
n*ggas know loose lips sink the ship
'Cause that FN packed, b*tch got blue tips
And the f*ckin' bankroll big, and I can't grip
Yeezy Boots on, they got no slip
Got a hand on her throat, she's a freak b*tch
She can smell the f*ckin' money if her nose workin'
She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin'

[Verse 1: Shad Da God]
She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin'
Green tips in the AR-15 and we lurkin'
I got the drop on the purple, the dope workin'
The trap workin', I'm in my motherf*ckin' Birkin
Poppin' the pills and the racks, I'm feelin' like swag surfin'
I sent this sh*t through the mail, it touched down and I got to servin'
Yeah, whip gon' swerve you back in the lane when you swerve
Bankroll Mafia, now n*ggas 'round here rockin' the same chain

[Chorus: Shad Da God & Lil Keed]
I didn't give that b*tch one blue strip
n*ggas know loose lips sink the ship
'Cause that FN packed, b*tch got blue tips
And the f*ckin' bankroll big, and I can't grip
Yeezy Boots on, they got no slip
Got a hand on her throat, she's a freak b*tch
She can smell the f*ckin' money if her nose workin'
She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin' (Keed, talk to 'em)
[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Yeah, yeah, see these bankrolls pokin' and these diamonds twerkin' (Say what?)
And my young ho only nineteen, but she a real squirter (Okay, okay, sh*t)
And the trap don't got no screen, sh*t, we still servin' (Got no screen, n*gga)
Yeah, b*tch, we slimin' sh*t, we in our motherf*ckin' Birkin (Let's go)
(These young n*ggas actin' like hoes)
Bankroll Mafia gettin' all the loads
Water by G, diamonds wet like a pool
I put them pointers on, rock out the shows
Where I'ma go, I don't know
Stay on my team, they ride with the pole (Stay on it)
No, I'm nothin' like you (Woo)
We slappin' tints on the coupe
Shad, what it do?

[Chorus: Shad Da God & Lil Keed]
I didn't give that b*tch one blue strip (Okay)
n*ggas know loose lips sink the ship (Go)
'Cause that FN packed, b*tch got blue tips (Skrrt, skrrt)
And the f*ckin' bankroll big, and I can't grip (Let's go)
Yeezy Boots on, they got no slip (Talk to 'em)
Got a hand on her throat, she's a freak b*tch (Shad, talk to 'em)
She can smell the f*ckin' money if her nose workin' (Smell it)
She saw the bankroll pokin' out and them diamonds twerkin' (Okay)