Studio

Blueface, baby
Laudiano
Yeah, aight
I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close
When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close

Niggas looking up to me like I made it
I was down, you ain't care, now I'm up and they hate it
I hate waiting, but I had to be patient
Anything I did, I had to be the greatest
Only one Blueface because I'm never changing
When you make it, everybody start to fake it
You wouldn't understand 'less we could switch places
But I ain't tripping, these Balenciagas ain't got no laces
Hate niggas, my Glock racist
Defender working with the same nigga judging my cases
Went to jail twice, beat both them felonies
They found large amounts but couldn't prove I was selling it
Midtown patriot like I'm Bill Belicheck
If you don't want smoke, dumb nigga, then stop inhaling it
(Stop inhaling it)
(Broke boy, you don't want smoke)

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close
When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close

Lifestyle expensive
Premium in my Benzes
I tote Glock with extensions
I like a bitch with extensions
Broke boy, don't come up missing over a mention
I'm just tryna drip in high fashion in a mansion
But I'm never too popular to pop at ya
That .40 go "bang," but the MAC go "grra-ta-ta"
Leave more shots than ticket sales
Leave more shells than Taco Bell
Tote everywhere, I can make bail
Free the mob out them jail cells
Gotta keep a Glock on me like a lunch pail

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close
When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close

Yeah, aight, five bands just to get up close
I been living fast, lil' baby, suck slow
I was down 'til I got up in the studio
Hop in the booth, then I let the truth be known
Gotta keep the heat just in case it get too cold
Niggas want smoke 'til it's sparking out the .40 nose
Now all these bitches want me like I'm Mike Jones
I'm like a man smoking at a gas station, I'm finna blow
Niggas want beef 'til I heat the shells for tacos
Just 'cause I put my meat in her cheese, I'm still not yours
You was late, I was on time
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You wasn't here from the start
You can't get nothing from finish lines
I'm selfish, niggas can't have none 'til I finish mine

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close
When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close