This is a song about "Blue and green"

And slap you 'till you're black and blue, rihanna

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

And it'll make you feel blue

What preceded was the clue

And humans bleed red and blue, and it’s insane,

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

He screens every call and remember the blue dress

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

'bout wondering why the sky's blue, and what it tastes like

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

The working class section, and my parents blue collar,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

She gonna dance when that molly through