Young Meech - Blue Strips

Lil change
Diamonds dancing on a big chain
Gettin money man I never change
Switching sides they be switching lanes
(Yeah, yeah)
They want fame
Can't be me man we ain't the same
Guess they mad left in them in the rain
I'm the real ghost man F James
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm in a Jag
(Yeah)
Swear that I'm Moving to fast
(Yeah, yeah)
I got that swag
(Yeah)
Swear that I really got cash
(Yeah, yeah)
You in cab
(Yea)
You Pulled up I handled the tab
(Yeah, yeah)
You is so trash
(Yeah)
I threw em out like a bag
(Yeah, yeah)

Big dawg
Getting that green man they pissed off
I got her Monday I'm real raw
Go head And pick up where I left off
(Yeah,yeah)
Big drip
I swear that god that you cant miss this
Real bape this a real fit
I talked bob he gone fix this
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm getting paid
(Yeah)
Feeling like I'm in a wraith
(Yeah, yeah)
Showed her the safe
(Yeah)
She really thought it was the bank
(Yeah, yeah)
F what they say
(Yeah)
They really cant take what I take
(Yeah, yeah)
You in my face
(Yeah)
I gave you food off of my plate
(Yeah, yeah)

Lil change
Diamonds dancing on a big chain
Gettin money man I never change
Switching sides they be switching lanes
(Yeah, yeah)
They want fame
Can't be me man we ain't the same
Guess they mad left in them in the rain
I'm the real ghost man F James
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm in a Jag
(Yeah)
Swear that I'm Moving to fast
(Yeah, yeah)
I got that swag
(Yeah)
Swear that I really got cash
(Yeah, yeah)
You in cab
(Yea)
You Pulled up I handled the tab
(Yeah, yeah)
You is so trash
(Yeah)
I threw you out like a bag
(Yeah, yeah)

Blue strips
Lotta money gotta blue tint
5 star leave big tips
Real Litty yeah too lit
(Yeah, yeah)
Foreign car
Yeah you know It got the push start
Top down wit my hoodie off
On a beach in a big loft
(Yeah, yeah)
You Kant Hang
(Yeah)
You be wit sum lames
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm wit the gang
(Yeah)
BBG the name
(Yeah, yeah)

We got stacks
(Yeah)
Runnin up the racks
(Yeah, yeah)
Aye no Kap
(Yeah)
Lil shortie be Japped

Lil change
Diamonds dancing on a big chain
Getting money man I never change
Switching sides they be switching lanes
(Yeah, yeah)
They want fame
Can't be me man we ain't the same
Guess they mad left in them in the rain
I'm the real ghost man F James
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm in a Jag
(Yeah)
Swear that I'm Moving to fast
(Yeah, yeah)
I got that swag
(Yeah)
Swear that I really got cash
(Yeah, yeah)
You in cab
(Yea)
You Pulled up I handled the tab
(Yeah, yeah)
You is so trash
(Yeah)
I threw you out like a bag
(Yeah, yeah)

Written by:
DAMIAN TERENCE JOHNSON, UNKNOWN WRITER

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