I will die for these blues
I will die for these blues
(For these blues, for these blues, for these blues)
I will die for these blues
I can't wait to lose my mind for you
And lil' bitch know I'm gon' die for you
I, I, I
And lil' bitch know I'm gon' die for you
Longway step in Jimmy Choo's
When they step in, they makin' the news
It's time to go break all the rules
Lemme chief, smokin' Gorilla Glue
We got bricks and they callin' 'em Cindy Lou
Double-R Ghost, that peek-a-boo
Trap nigga, tell 'em what you been through
How many bags you done went through?
How many bands you thumbin'?
Yeah I left county and lost count
Forgiato, yeah we mount it
This the head of Clayton County
I will die for these blues
I will die for these blues
(For these blues, for these blues, for these blues)
I will die for these blues
I can't wait to lose my mind for you
And lil' bitch know I'm gon' die for you
I, I, I
And lil' bitch know I'm gon' die for you
Dead presidents, would you die for the blues?
Five-five steppin', they breakin' news
Bought a big booty bitch new boobs
Bitch take a bean, make a bitch get nude
Twenty-four Forgi's they Jimmy Choo's
Make the truck lift up so I can scrape the roof (Lift it up)
VVS every tooth, burr burr, I'm talkin' crown jewels
Yeah, huh, I commit crimes too
Got a thirty-round dick in my nine, too
Say love is blind, but trouble my scope gon' find you
I got them blues to remind you
Trap house beat like a drive-through
I got that dick she can vibe to
She just want pull up and ride you
Longway, bitch
I will die for these blues
I will die for these blues
(For these blues, for these blues, for these blues)
I will die for these blues
I can't wait to lose my mind for you
And lil' bitch know I'm gon' die for you
I, I, I
And lil' bitch know I'm gon' die for you
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