Lyrics Blame by Me - Jean Dawson

Si te vienen a contar
Cositas malas de mi
Manda todos a volar
Y diles que yo no fui
Si te vienen a contar
Cositas malas de mi
Manda todos a volar
Y diles que yo no fui

Five boys, playin′ in the sunset
Translucent intention, I keep my smile kept
A secret
My denim overalls hug my waist like an ex-girl
Shirt wrinkled up like an empty bag of cigarettes
Carbon copy, I promise baby, this is the summertime
And it's hot outside

See, you, later
I′m on some real shit
Don't fuck with my paper
I be on some kill shit
You don't want that fade
I′ll hit a nigga real quick
I ain′t the one to play with
6' 1", nigga, and I′m dangerous
See, you, later
I'm on some real shit
Don′t fuck with my paper
I be on some kill shit
You don't want that fade
I′ll hit a nigga real quick
I ain't the one to play with
6' 1", nigga, and I′m dangerous

Please, swing on me first, my nigga, swing on-

Wicked city to live inside
Twisted visions sittin′ courtside
Livin' off a pack of cigarettes
And the warm water and a stolen ride
Wearin′ number 9, Japanese denim
Beneath my knees sittin'
Is a white girl who don′t pray for niggas
And boy oh boy, I'm just a boy
And all my problems all be sins
If I die in this Maybach
Tell all my homies I die rich
I died rich

Si te vienen a contar
Cositas malas de mi
Manda todos a volar
Y diles que yo no fui
Si te vienen a contar
Cositas malas de mi
Manda todos a volar
Y diles que yo no fui

See, you, later
I′m on some real shit
Don't fuck with my paper
I be on some kill shit
You don't want that fade
I′ll hit a nigga real quick
I ain′t the one to play with
6' 1", nigga, and I′m dangerous
See, you, later
I'm on some real shit
Don′t fuck with my paper
I be on some kill shit
You don't want that fade