Darq E. Freaker - Blueberry (Pills & Cocaine) lyrics

[Intro] Shouts out Darq E Freaker, A$AP, Green Ova, Greedhead, Bruiser [Verse 1] Now pop that p**y for a goon n***a 31 coming soon n***a I be grindin', I be grindin' No skateboard I ain't Tune n***a All day long got Bruiser n***as Turn a n***a maroon, n***a So if you ain't in tune n***a Ratchet gonna tune up a n***a I be on that f** n***a Smokin' on that funky n***a Your b**h want to s** a n***a But I don't want to f** her n***a Heard she f**ed a bunch of n***as Got drunk then she drunk a n***a Dribble the ball, dribble the ball Crossover, slam dunk a n***a b**h don't make me hurt your n***a Trip kicked in, I stomp a n***a Cuz I ain't no punk n***a Mossberg gay how he pump a n***a You be with some dumb n***as Get shot while you to try to jump a n***a I be the one with the gun n***a And your b**h want to cum n***a Say she want to have fun n***a Say you just a bum n***a f** me and we're done n***a Dopehead we got to run n***a (Dopehead) OG how I son n***a Walk to the store mean run n***a Your job up you good run n***a Yall n***as lame y'all done n***a I am that fo-sho though Oh, know that's what's up though Your b**h want my photo Tatto with my logo My dick like a pogo Come ride it in slo-mo Hit her with that Ocho And now she goin' loco [Hook] Crazy, Psycho, Deranged Poppin' these pills, sniffin' c**aine Said that I might stop but I'm on that sh** again She picked up the plate then she pa** it to her friend, an we're [X5] Poppin' these pills, sniffin' c**aine (Style) [Verse 2] Now shake that a** for a hipster n***a PBR we sippin' n***a Get caught slipping we'll getcha n***a Give yo b**h the dick she tippin n***a Y'all falling off I ain't tripping n***a Vaca and we tripping n***a Car shoes on we dipping n***a Molly in Maui we tripping n***a Money coming in im flipping n***a Original frame no kit'ng n***a Get no cat, no kitten n***a Yall n***as lame no kiddin' n***as My phones filed with hoes and b**hes Your phones filled with a bunch of n***as Late nights im with hoes and s*uts Yall n***as hanging with a bunch of n***as Yall just a salty crunchy n***as f**ed up, salty bummy n***as No food in your tummy n***a "Can I get a dollar" ol' junky n***a Crusty a** lips nose runny n***a Smile yo teeth all sunny n***a Broke as f**, no money n***a Laughin at you n***as, you funny n***a And I am the fo-sho though Oh, know that's what's up though Your b**h want my photo Tattoo with my logo My dick is like a pogo Come ride it in slo-mo Hit her with that oh oh And now she goin' loco [Hook X3]