Starry 9

Players never

You did good, $lick

Paintin' pictures in the pourin' rain

It's a Smash

Feel alive since you came my way

Bringin' color to all this gray

You remind me of the summer

Left my heart out like it's nothin'

It feels so good, so good

Hoo-hoo

Sh-sh-shawty said to stop gaslighting, but I keep on lighting gas

Puff a blunt, hit from the back, while I ash it on her ass

I-I-I-I'm a nasty motherfucker, long-lasting motherfucker

Grab her hair and make her pussy drip, I'm splashing in a puddle

Bl-bl-blanco been a pimp

No, I ain't never been a sucker

All these fuck-boys on my dick

You would think that I'm their mother

The one-and-fucking-only, no, there won't ever be another

Me and Wetto verse the world, I'll do whatever for my brother

Take one in the dome, make it count 'cause I'ma shoot back

Pull up like a shadow, always got 'em asking, "Who that?"

Blanco such a mystery, I thought you bitches knew that

Why yo' mans such liar? Swear he need a new cap

Two-two-two-two black hearses peeling off into the night sky

Shit, I might cry

Sitting back thinking 'bout my life, let out a slight sigh

Shit always goin' wrong but I pass out on the right side

Reppin' five-nine

Paintin' pictures in the pourin' rain

I see them fuck-boys steady talking but they never get specific

My pimpin' got her drippin' like she walked the whole Pacific

Scare-scarecrow be the mythic, how I break the laws of physics

Chop-chop-choppa monolithic, paint your face like hieroglyphics

Bl-Blanco busting Roxy's with the Amex with no limit

I might rob my local clinic, now it's methadone for dinner

Bla-bla-black coupe, hearse boy

Whip look like a cursed toy

Switch it up the next day, pick a new one out the convoy

Sickest of the richest, told my bitch, "We need some bitches"

Counting all these Benjis got my brain fucked up in digits

I-itching off that Fenty I made millions noddin' off

Jean Wetto Basquiat, Slicky fugue it like he Bach

All my exes in the rearview, lookin' for a take-two

Breaking hoes hearts, on occasions turn 'em gay, too

That one you can't replace, boo, that pain up in your swisher

Mo-mo-Monet of the grey, I up that K and paint a picture

Wetto, 7th Ward

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto, 7th Ward

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto, 7th Ward

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto, 7th Ward

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto, Northside

Blanco, Blanco, Blanco, Northside

Blanco, Blanco, Blanco, Northside

Blanco, Blanco, Blanco, Northside

Blanco

You bring me