Yung Baller - Call Me Blueface Lyrics

Bitches call me Blueface
Hit yo bitch in Two-ways
She been leaking for two days
Getting my paper in loose leaf
Gotta slide do the tootsie
Stand on my money, call her Uzi
She want me to eat the Coochie
She acting like she knew me
I like my belt With the Sovies
556s and the Galore
One test shot, and yo body will Soar
Need me a drank, Pull me up a 4
She coming to me like Uber eats
Shes at the door
She addict for more then the Drugstore
You coochie man ?
I just want a gucci fan
To keep me from the heat
Nut on her face
Thats where i skeet
Hit yo sister, Got her contact, and delete
Yo marathon from a track meet
She linked on Halloween
Trick or treat
I told her to eat my candy
From the shores it gets sandy
You a crepper like Billy and Mandy
Run to the bank do the Running man
Counting this Gwap til the Summer end
Count it up then i count again
I wanted my fountain mounted in
Suck it down make her jaw lock
Got this game on padlock
Hickory-Decree-dock
Niggas get Shaked, like the sham rock
Crossover, That be that Shammgod
Ain't with the small talk
Every time i jaywalk, In the street like a road block
Hit yo bitch on the sidewalk
I ain't go no time clock
Hit yo bitch with a cinderblock
Get disrespectful like the Tomahawk slam
Oh damn
Need that shit by the kilogram
On Cunningham or Instagram
Lit like the grand slam
We was like like the Grand slam
Riding round town with the Mystery van
You is sweet like the milkman
Im icy down like the snowman
You is 40, you is a old man
We changing up like my Wingspan
Im all over like a spray tan
Said my music is Garbage?
You a garbage man, with the Garbage can

Bitches call me Blueface
Hit yo bitch in Two-ways
She been leaking for two days
Getting my paper in loose leaf
Gotta slide do the tootsie
Stand on my money, call her Uzi
She want me to eat the Coochie
She acting like she knew me
I like my belt With the Sovies
556s and the Galore
One test shot, and yo body will Soar
Need me a drank, Pull me up a 4
She coming to me like Uber eats
Shes at the door
She addict for more then the Drugstore
You coochie man ?
I just want a gucci fan
To keep me from the heat
Nut on her face
Thats where i skeet
Hit yo sister, Got her contact, and delete
Yo marathon from a track meet
She linked on Halloween
Trick or treat
I told her to eat my candy
From the shores it gets sandy
You a crepper like Billy and Mandy
Run to the bank do the Running man
Counting this Gwap til the Summer end
Count it up then i count again
I wanted my fountain mounted in
Suck it down make her jaw lock
Got this game on padlock
Hickory-Decree-dock
Niggas get Shaked, like the sham rock
Crossover, That be that Shammgod
Ain't with the small talk
Every time i jaywalk, In the street like a road block
Hit yo bitch on the sidewalk
I ain't go no time clock
Hit yo bitch with a cinderblock
Get disrespectful like the Tomahawk slam
Oh damn
Need that shit by the kilogram
On Cunningham or Instagram
Lit like the grand slam
We was like like the Grand slam
Riding round town with the Mystery van
You is sweet like the milkman
Im icy down like the snowman
You is 40, you is a old man
We changing up like my Wingspan
Im all over like a spray tan
Said my music is Garbage?
You a garbage man, with the Garbage can