Blueface - Tour (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Blueface - Tour (en) Lyrics
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Blueface, baby
Yeah, aight (Cállate, Mike Crook)
I'm on tour like a tourist
(Scumbag on the beat)
I'm on tour like a tourist (PaupaGotBeats
makin' history on God)
I'm on tour like a tourist
(Like a tourist)
I pulled up in a Porsche, you
pulled up in a Taurus
Ford (Focus), you still can't
afford this (Aston)
I just pulled up in a Martin,
no Lawrence (Yeah, aight)
I pulled up in a Porsche,
you pull up in a Taurus
I just pulled up in a
Martin, no Lawrence
TSA trippin', diamonds
like glass (Over)
I'm in first class, no class
Forty thousand in my
backpack, ignorant
Hell no, you can't count that, goober
I got more racks than Hooters
Get a nut, then I get her an Uber
I can never take an L to a loser
I'm rich, give a fuck about
a bitch (Bitch)
Let a nigga trip, get popped
like a zit (Like a zit)
Do a bitch cold and still
give her a blanket (Ooh)
Bitch, I been gettin' Franklins
I just pulled up in a Martin,
no Lawrence (Ayy, brr)
I just made a bag off tour (Uh)
Pussy be drippin' that wet,
that Aquafina pure
Hold up, daddy, slow down,
in your mouth, you full
Take a nigga for a ride, hop
up on it like a bull
Give these niggas what they need,
on my body like some dressin'
Yeah, I'm quick to lead you on, but
I'll leave a nigga stressin'
The head game go crazy, I'ma
need another necklace
All up in Texas straight flexin',
livin' reckless
Baby-face thuggin' and you
know I'm 'bout whatever
I could never change, I'ma
leave that to the weather
Any bitch want smoke, then
it's up, I'm a 'rillo
Fuck the loud, bitch, pulled up
in a chinchilla (Ayy), ayy
Tour like a tourist, yeah, you
know I'm travelin' (Yeah)
Up the Glock, make 'em freeze up like
a fuckin' mannequin (No cap)
If it's any fuckin' beef, bitch, you
know that I'ma handle it (Yeah)
And I'm a real shooter, I ain't doin'
no panickin' (Yeah, yeah)
State to state, fuckin' hoes and
these bad bitches (No cap)
Slim shape, big booty, with some
fat titties (Yeah, yeah)
Thot hoes fuckin' every nigga
came with me (Yeah)
And if they don't, then I tell them
hoes get to skippin' (Ayy)
I'm in the show with the
strap on my waist
Let a nigga cause a scene,
I'ma catch a fuckin' case
Every stripper in the city wanna
come and get a taste
5.56 cut 'em up like a fuckin'
steak, yeah, yeah
Pull up on me, we can link,
I'm on Sandhill
You went about that death the wrong
way, we on the stand still
Glocks out, if you don't check,
then we banana peel
Rock out, my circle real small,
fuck a Ferris wheel
Dominoes, tryna connect the
dots like a game for real
Adios, you bitches gotta
go, get 'em out of here
Vamonos, whatever float your
boat, better keep the steel
Rock and roll, you still rentin'
cars, tags on seal
I was in Japan with another
bitch from Jupiter
He get off that sand, you ain't
even see him bootin' up
Tourin' through your bity with some
jitterbugs on stupid stuff
Dora, I explored her 'cause her
cut skirt keep liftin' up
Two Dracs, yeah, I need 'em
Two places, I keep 'em
Suitcases and my motherfuckin'
bookbag from Neimans
He better have my blue
faces or I bleed him
I put that on my dead bloods
Rockstar off Wockhardt, get
your head bust (Lame)
I pop ten Percocets, I get
a head rush, huh (On God)
Chop came with a leg, don't
need no leg up (On God)
You ain't got no faith, fake ass'll
give your mans up (Lame)
It ain't no biggie, my niggas'll
get your mans touched (Woo)
Bitches gettin' jiggy and freaky,
pull out the camera
Girls gone wild on the
bus and I'm lovin' it
Her nigga try to open that door,
then we jumpin' him, huh
Flexin' on the 'Gram,
you ain't like that
You leave the house without no
fire, where your pipe at?
Don't give a fuck if I did
it, I'ma fight back
I got lawyer money now,
I'll be right back
I'm a thug, baby, bitch, I be drippin'
This your car on my wrist,
stop trippin'
I got two bad bitches, I be pimpin'
He got robbed for his bricks,
he be slippin'
I'm a thug, baby, bitch,
I'ma live it up
She lick the dick, kiss the tip,
but couldn't get it up
I'm in the club with this
fifty, I'll send it up
Ain't no surgeon, he with us, he
ain't gettin' touched, bitch
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