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Blue Pit
Hip-Hop/Rap
Blue Pit was released on August 23, 2023 by GGC as a part of the album Dear Summer
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Release DateAugust 23, 2023
LabelGGC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Floyd Estelle White
Floyd Estelle White
Songwriter
Jeremiah Lyles
Jeremiah Lyles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DutchWTF
DutchWTF
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
I told that bitch, you ain't never seen a **** do some fly shit like this before, huh
At least not around these parts
Yeah, bitch, pour my drink
Don't you spill that
Oh
I don't lose **** winning in this bitch
She gone choose, **** pimpin' in this bitch
**** broke, **** need to get a gig
**** hoes, he remind me of his bitch
****, aint even taking care of his kid
How the fuck could you compare me to that ****
Don't tell me that you finna do it when you didn't
I'm rollin' out of paper, baby, fuck a swisha
And I always been that ****, baby, first-class ticket
I ain't never really been the one to wait up on a bitch
I was really in the field, you **** really ain't on shit
She be sayin', I'm a dog, yeah, I told a blue pit
Two foes in a soda, yeah, the Mountain Dew mix
**** fell in love with her like the bitch ain't doin' dicks
If she bringin' back the ticket, ****, you can have the bitch
I was really smokin' off the zip, ****, hella lit
**** really used to losin', he ain't never seen a chip
He don't play ball, but a **** throw a couple bricks
**** beefing bout a bitch, lil' **** get a grip
Hoe through a **** neck, I ain't even wanna hit
**** used to po tech, but the wok really hit
Ain't got time to stress, ****, tryna get rich
**** used to owe debt, now a **** stack chips
Ain't got time to stress, ****, tryna get rich
I don't lose **** winning in this bitch
She gon' choose **** pimpin' in this bitch
**** broke, ****, need to get a gig
**** hoes, he remind me of his bitch
**** ain't even taking care of his kid
How the fuck could you compare me to that ****
Don't tell me that you tryna do it when you didn't
I'm rollin' out of paper, baby, fuck a swisha
Four pits in the backyard, I don't feed him
One crip from the schoolyard, all this season
She ain't never seen one like me, find her, fee him
Whole lotta what I want is mine per diem
Thuggin' with the wigglers, posted like a sinner
Buddy on the DiGiorno, shit, he don't deliver
Straight shooter, watch me dig right in my quiver
The way I broke on her, shoulda been on SportsCenter
Ayy, it's King Hippo with FEW Hef
Unh, play this while you run up a check
Ayy, off that Julio about to blow her back
Flyest thing moving , she wanna go with a sav
Twist this tree up and blow out her back
You's a real sucker, goin sad
Finna make a play, throwed like a pass
Lil' **** a Tesla, he ain't never got no gas
Smoke somethin, bitch
Written by: Floyd Estelle White, Jeremiah Lyles
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