Different Race

(álbum: Young, Wild & Free - 2022)

(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
(It's a Wayne beat)
I mean, like, I'm just tryna figure out, you know? (Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)
I mean
Ah

I just met a bitch, she a whole 'nother race
She don't even show her face, she be covered up
Niggas out here hitting bitches raw, you better cover up
Beat a bad bitch on the sheet, I put the cover up
Baby girl say she a Muslim, I told her I'm a Christian, we gon' make it work
Me and bro racing to the top, who gon' make it first?
All the shit I do for the city—
Naw, I can't say that, I'ma make the church
I just let my hotline bling, I'ma make you chirp
If I hit the baby 'cross the back, I can make it burp
If I put my board on the water, I can make it surf
I just made a bitch pindrop, I can make it jerk
Bitch said she never did a dance, I can make it twerk
I can make you twerk right now
I can make a bitch bust it open, let me see something
I was thinking 'bout a million dollars, got my knee jumping
I ain't had no food all day, I gotta eat something
Bitch only eat McDonalds, she got a cheap stomach
How the fuck I tell— damn
How could I tell you was a fiend? You be teeth rubbing
How the fuck I see through— through the book that I'm tryna fuckin'—
I'm tryna read something
I can see through the words, I'm tryna see, I be—
Damn, I'm tryna— (Yeah)
What you tryna do?
I just pulled up presidential like Barack, the Obama dude
Bitch bust down the whole sample, it was chopped and screwed
I just cut his body up in halves, it was chopped in twos
Somebody spilled some spaghetti at this fucking rich-ass restaurant
You almost slipped and fell? Almost dropped my food
And I forgot I had my burner, almost dropped my tool
And the cops hit my one spot, I had to flush my food
They gon' thought I shitted in the toilet, had to flush my food
Unc'll beat your ass about his beer, you better not touch his booze
Nigga smoking on some bullshit weed, you be smoking glue
Your bitch just sucked my dick, she was choking too
Damn
Why the fuck you said, "Damn?" 'Cause I just seen some shit
Me and my ex-bitch in the club on some single shit
Bitch just want my attention, she tryna make me mad
Bitch, I'll never get mad at your silly ass
Swerving left and right in the Ghost, you wanna see me crash
All I ever wanna did was score, she wanna see me pass
I was tryna take this shit slow, she wanna see me fast
I just left out her life fast, I was gone like Flash
I just had to put a bitch out, she was gone like trash
Every time it's up, you never fight with your scary ass
I don't wanna hit your main bitch, she got a hairy ass
You gon' probably hit her from the back with your nasty ass
You gon' probably drink some bullshit lean, you be passing gas
Driving quick in a Lamborghini, I be crashing fast
How the fuck you make it to the top? I was stashing cash
That's my phone ringing

Man, what's up, man? What do you want, man?
You always calling, man, you never want anything, man (Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)