BluePrint
• Written by Licore
Thinkin out loud, Ima turn my noodles into pasta right now
Ima turn my tuna into lobster right now, Tuck my napkin in look like a mobster right now
My niggas is mobsters, my bitches
Fuck around turn my thoughts into Oscars, Fuck around and turn these Hand-Me-Downs into Grammys now
This a smoking war throwing spliffs at the door, Niggas coughing they aint feel this weezy since the Carter 4
Million Dollar dreams to slip my foot in the door, Million dollar dreams the 4 door aventador
