Endell - Blue Talk Lyrics

Bitch I'm going for it, I ain't tryna' punt
In hell burning slow, shit feel like a blunt (Smoke)
F*ck I'm a play these games for, I already won
Got a six pack baby, I'm a captain of the crunch (Workout)
Just got to the bars, I'm already drunk (I'm drunk!)
I gotta get home, mars here I come
My fate like cocaine, feel it in my gums
Got some brand new shit for you put down what you brung

How many drinks to get with me
Been grooving lately come and get me
Took my wig bitch I'm Britney (Yea it's Britney bitch)
Hands up go ahead pick me
How many drinks to get with me
I ain't tender you can tip me though
Took my wig bitch I'm Britney (Yea it's Britney bitch)
Hands up go ahead pick me

Damn melody you really showed me who to be
If I had a fat ring you would have me on a knee
Blessed me after my achoos, said if I want to achieve
To kidnap the spotlight and be that motherf*cking thief
16 shots and you still ain't out with me
Either roll the dice with you or be rolling in the deep
I can't have no bystanders out to sabotage my streak
Running out of skin and bones my sacrifices wasn't cheap

I'm out the holster moving boulders
Flipping numbers Motorola
Titties out with liabilities and ankles on my shoulders
Ima get-er and a go-er
Want a yacht I'm talking Noah
Questioning my wins so again I gotta f*cking show you
Manipulate the flow modded my controller
I'm Denzel I could fly it up or fly it sober
I'm out of GB but I am not no f*cking gopher
And if I pass in this shit then it was nice to know you

How many drinks to get with me
Been grooving lately come and get me
Took my wig bitch I'm Britney (Yea it's Britney bitch)
Hands up go ahead pick me
How many drinks to get with me
I ain't tender you can tip me though
Took my wig bitch I'm Britney (Yea it's Britney bitch)
Hands up go ahead pick me

Look "C", I ain't clueless, I'm well aware what you made for me
Was picking locks to the progress, cause' all I had was a paper key
God really don't f*ck with me, if I get hurt don't pray for me
And if everything goes up in flames hope we burn in the same degree
Make the flame kill the flame got the water and the heat I'm a laundromat
P.Y.T E.T's need green girls like Chris Pratt
Or someone to have my back
Turn a sasquatch to a soul patch
And toss bullets like a cowboy
And I ain't talking bout no Dak

I got surprises all year, I'm like some motherf*cking anthrax
Young dark and I'm handsome, I swear my DNA planned that
Direct deposit hit a soon as she said come hit and I ain't plan that
Grey goose on the guitar gas on the bass gotta' get the band back
Bottoms up no Bon Jovi, I will never live on a prayer
I want ice like wedding cake I'ma tiramisu with my Cuban layers
I got too many triple doubles this year go and hate another player
I would sell an arm leg arm leg and a head for a Zendaya
I'm in shape thinking out the box
For some Golden rocks and an estate
No beat safe if the tape flops, that's a paradox I'm a real fake
I heard we could plant money trees, if that's the case go and get the rake
These things came to me first took my drawls off all on the first date
With a big booty broad rapping with Biggie damn, it was all a dream
Treat the work like a playground got no plans to get off the swing
Asked my niggas should I change my name to I'm insane and they all agreed
I like going to a darker place, grab my hand come follow me

How many drinks to get with me
Been grooving lately come and get me
Took my wig bitch I'm Britney (Yea it's Britney bitch)
Hands up go ahead pick me
How many drinks to get with me
I ain't tender you can tip me though
Took my wig bitch I'm Britney (Yea it's Britney bitch)
Hands up go ahead pick me