Blue Chip (Feat. Ransom) (Explicit) - Russ/Ransom

Composed by：Russell Vitale

Hate you want baby

Yeah I just hit the joint before I wrote this

Record label rebel 'member openin' at ole miss

Always saw the whole s**t always futuristic

2018 I made the forbes cash kings list

The wave of depression and anxiety for Christmas

But I can never drown I rose kate winslet

Gassed up took a quick trip to my hometown

Girls that were curvin' me turned into my hoes now

Beat straight from motown shoutout Mr porter

B-dot and everybody get your list in order

This the album of the year by a long shot

Barkin' got your dog dropped

Please don't tamper with my bucks mike alstott

I don't care what y'all got b***h this is my s**t

You ain't 'bout to act like a baby in my crib

I wasn't invited so I threw my own party

Didn't let me join so I got my own army

I spoke harshly once or twice boo-hoo b***h

Didn't matter still went from

Who to who's who b***h

F**k a blue check I'm a blue chip reliable stock

I reached the end of my rope

And I started tyin' the knot

And held on delle donne my game's ill

Lime with tequila or the heat to this j will

Make skills appear like magic pass it

Always been a king I'ma share it if I have it

I should wear my numbers

On my chest like a nickname

Tryna make the paper flip I only play squid games

New york knicks fame so she deep throat

You're my d-rose then her knees broke I'm the go

No bulls**t heh

Hate you want babe

I don't take word from

A peasant who cheat the job

Never did I fall prey to

A reverend who preached to God

Never did I horseplay adolescence'll leave a scar

Some people lost faith had

The presence to beat the odds

So many obstacles and hurdles for me to dodge

Put your face on a tee then ask

Can I see a large

I'm passionately involved I hope to free us all

But nothin' can cost more

Than somethin' that's free of charge

They know that we at large eatin' shrimps in a lear

Can barely see the Gods get a glimpse of the glare

You attempt to be fair put that whip in the rear

Never cared what they think never think that they cared

Don't need another felony but you gon' need therapy

When a couple shots make you shrink in that chair

Two drinks of that rare can see no azul

Me and my dude russ lose what

We got your advance spillin' out two cups

Poo putt you ain't gon' move up get chewed up

Shoot what the scoreboard broke n***a we two up

Woah ran' slow down brother they don't know ran'

You like a black panther blarin' outta them bose man

Oh and gun and my lindsay the lohan

No scam nothin' like quincy a slow jam

Program went from a ten-speed to a broham

You don't owe ran' that's big cap like the old cam'

Yeah catch my wind like a monsoon

Cookin' verses shoot it up from a large spoon

Sharks loom better get scuba gear and a harpoon

Or n***a you can get chomped too