Lyrics Blossoms - Boy6lue

Shit, ahh
Okay

Yo, I got sticky
Don't sell but give a dub for fifty
You say no but the smell gon' make you run and get me
My redbone thick like a jar of jiffy
She gives me stacks but she thinks I'm a give her pickneys
That ain't in me, favourite bitch is my semi
Feel like king Jaffi Joe, fur lookin' pretty
All I'm missin' is the pedals by my footsteps
Margiella's I don't do Giuseppe's
Uhh, haters try to find out what I'm doing next
Put money on my downfall, you losin' bets
Mind different from a rookie, used to move with vets
That was the key to me skippin' steps
Yeah, the goal is a strip club and a duplex
Then a couple more homes I'm a scoop next
I'm finna be the lord of my land
Dead the landlord, time to own cause we can nigga
I ain't gon raise my kids in the projects
Surrounded by this nonsense, embiid trust the process
I'm buying stock, making multiple deposits
Investments, no shoe box money inflation garbage
Do your thing nigga you can pop shit
Push me, I'm Chris Paul pointing rockets
Low on my jacket, only in posh shit
Went vegan my belt is ostrich