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letra de blue - richie bux

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[intro]
(perfect 10)

[chorus: valee]
we be countin’ up all hundreds, and they gotta be blue (gotta be new)
i stay with a bad b-tch, yeah, that gotta be true (gotta be true)
i must’ve hopped out in off-white
i got twenty grand gone on my off-night, on my off-night
run up, it’s gon’ look like an off light (yeah, run up, it’s gon’ look like an off light)

[verse 1: valee]
sh-t gettin’ dim, four iphones, ain’t no sims
eighty-five hundred on rims, my spot look like the sims, yeah (like the sims)
gucci gram costs lots of loot
i get mouth while i got your boo
i blow exotic out the roof
louis pants, they match the coupe
you the type to go in store, ask what’s the best they could do, that’s what i don’t do
all this sh-t no favor, ain’t no iou
and i keep a stick, it won’t be me, it’s gon’ be y-o-u
you mad ’cause the david yurman on my b-tch, not on you
all that exotic a flower force, i’m at fontainebleau, b-tch new
boy, that lean was fake, all he heard was, “i’m good”
better not get to close to me in traffic, i pop your hood
b-tch gon’ get too wet for me, a napkin won’t do no good
i’m not worried ’bout nothin’ ain’t gon’ happen when in your hood
four-door sedan sittin’ in sand, need to be washed by hand
b-tch want bags look better than birkins, gotta be made by hand, yeah
[chorus: valee]
two hundred grand in all hundreds, and they gotta be blue (gotta be new)
i stay with a bad b-tch, yeah, that gotta be true (gotta be true)
i must’ve hopped out in off-white (my b-tch must’ve hopped out in off-white)
i got twenty grand gone on my off-night (got twenty grand gone on my off-night)
run up, it’s gon’ look like an off light (richie bux)

[interlude: richie bux]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy

[verse 2: richie bux]
i might just hop out in all chrome, yeah, ayy
leave me a thug at the crossroads, needles, sweats
boy, i’ll leave a whole clip in your vest, yeah
that boy like bron when i go with the best
you put me to sleep, i needed some rest
put me to sleep, i needed some rest
yeah, f-ck with the drank, i needed that tech
can you place your order to burden the next
she prayin’ for me, but i think it’s a hex, yeah
i’m f-ckin’ with virgil and christian dior
if you bust a play, we walk in the store, b-tch, yeah
ayy
highest eleven, the
highest eleven, the
highest eleven, the
highest eleven, the closest to heaven
highest eleven, the closest to heaven
highest eleven, the closest to heaven

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