Bluuwuu Lyrics

von Digga D

CGM
Turn it up on my headphones, please, a little bit
Big Strikes
Bang!
Big pipes on big bikes
Fuck the

Blu, Bluuwuu
I can't flag what the opps them flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats, trust me, it's more than rapping
Blu, Bluuwuu
This one's old like
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt, and turn into Gatlin
Blu, Bluuwuu
I can't flag what the opps them flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats, trust me, it's more than rapping
Blu, Bluuwuu
This one's old like
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt, and turn into Gatlin

I won't roll with my gun and not use it (not use it)
I roll with my gun and I use it (abuse it)
I had a little dots when I buck
Let it off then, cross the
Numerous shootings, the mandem do this
Trust me, it's more than music (yeah, yeah)
Why you think I'm not liked in the industry?
'Cause I'm in the streets with the shooters (with the shooters!)
I see my man and my man chilling with my man
They're all wet so man don't care (wet)
If I ask them who have they bun, that's the convo done right there (period)
Can't ask me "Who have you bun?" I'ma look at you dumb like "Reh" (delirious)
Don't you know who I am? I'm Shotgun Shane, I don't squeeze my gun in the air (I'm serious)
Why am I shootin' God for? (Why?)
Will never make up, no contour (never)
This Off-White from offshore, cats called back for an encore (they do)
Five jails, one year, been on tour
Walk in the store and buy out the shop-floor (buy it)
White tee from Paris, bonjour
Ten gone, it's calm, I got more (I got it)

Blu, Bluuwuu
I can't flag what the opps them flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats, trust me, it's more than rapping
Blu, Bluuwuu
This one's old like
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt, and turn into Gatlin
Blu, Bluuwuu
I can't flag what the opps them flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats, trust me, it's more than rapping
Blu, Bluuwuu
This one's old like
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt, and turn into Gatlin

When I saw, I was gassed like when I saw Nicki (nicki!)
I flew out the ride with my flicky
Stiff buck 50 and then skidded off quickly
Scene left red, if you run and get trippy
He stayed and got bun
Must have been smoking bariis like
Bang that wap, saw BA takeoff (bap!)
I weren't in Heathrow or Gatwick (nope)
I'm chattin' bout I made him run away when I slapped it (dickhead)
Open the bag, stuffed it and tapped it, I'm too active
I was gonna fuck twice, but I realized that the one there a catfish (she's smelly)
Might be with the angels if I fire this ting in my palm (then dash the firearm)
I'm in a hotel with smoke, bae, don't worry 'bout the fire alarm (just cool)
She told her mates there's poles in the place, ooh, that's warm (ooh)
I forgot that girls are chatty, had the wap out like everything's calm (ahh)

Blu, Bluuwuu
I can't flag what the opps them flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats, trust me, it's more than rapping
Blu, Bluuwuu
This one's old like
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt, and turn into Gatlin
Blu, Bluuwuu
I can't flag what the opps them flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats, trust me, it's more than rapping
Blu, Bluuwuu
This one's old like
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt, and turn into Gatlin

CGM shit
Bluuwuu