"The Blueprint" lyrics
(performed by Lil Yee, ALLBLACK, Lil Bean, ZayBang & 22nd Jim)
(feat. DaBoii)
Broke ass niggas
This that shit you niggas can't fuck with, nigga
22nd, 33 (Yeah), back to Central Street with Yee
I'm a real nigga, hang around me, it start rubbin' off (It start rubbin' off)
I'm a boss nigga, pay the tab, we don't be runnin' off (Ay, don't look at the—, oh)
I went factory, we rip the tag and don't look at the cost (Look at the cost)
Know some bitches in they feelings, 'cause they see me takin' off (Me takin' off)
I got on Rick Owens, ERD, and some Chrome Heart (Some Chrome Heart)
One of one, Matty boys, I still put them bitches on (Still put them bitches on)
Me and lil' Zay, I'm feelin' like we better off alone (I'm sayin')
Dirty clips and dirty cups, I pour a four in styrofoam (Go)
I was uppin' dogshit, before I touched a microphone
I'm a hype beast, two G's for this beanie, made by Chrome
This Goyard stuffed with racks, this Paly hoodie hide the pole (Pole)
Please watch how you approach us, we'll wipe that nigga nose, I'm on that time
Oh yeah
Bands on me, got bands on me, I keep it discreet (Oh yeah)
It's finna get real when we hit your block, keep the kids out the street (Ugh)
Yeah, monkey nuts on ARPs, we drummin', we ready for beef (Come on)
Percocets and so much codeine comin' out when I pee (Yeah)
Back to back in trucks and 'Cats, I'm loaded, I'm ready for racin' (Oh yeah)
Hold on tight, can't stop at the light, I'm tryna get there, fuck waitin' (Ugh)
Nigga act tough, get stuffed in a blunt, this doobie a coffin (Smoke it)
Luka Doncic, Kyrie Irving, Bradley Beal, I'm ballin' (I'm ballin')
I gave this one bitch some honey dick, she can't stop callin' (She can't stop callin')
Christmas time, I passed her 'round, I play collect the [?] (Collect the [?])
I'm dung around this motherfucker, Mr. ALLBLACK Spalding (Yeah)
The bag came in, I'm smilin' ear to ear, then hit the Carlton
I'm not alone, I keep the FN
Ride by myself, 'cause baby I'm him
Don't give a fuck if they got Victor Wembanyama, I'm on the rim
She give me bands, but I'm not a pimp
Fuck would I sign, I need me some M
I'm a 33 baby, but I'm on 22nd with Jim
Look at my car, it's like a machine
I'm a demon, rockin' Celine
I need pink, blue, and green
I need that bag, by any means, yeah
I'm in LA, my PER rate plus fifty, Luka Doncic
I started poppin' in 2019, I still got it, huh
Custom piece in 2017, I still got it, huh
Bitch bad, whole body fake, bring the real out her, yeah
Doin' shit these niggas never seen, they hear about it
Yeah, don't gotta ask, I'ma hold it down, I'm still solid, yeah
Aye, it's two hundred on the dash, these bitches wanna fuck
I'm slicin' through the city, tryin' not to spill my cup
I got this shit up off the floor, these niggas think it's luck
The Drakey hold a fifty, I can't fit it in no tuck
I just broke a money counter, stuffin' racks in that bitch
We really live you niggas dream, we ain't just rappin' and shit
My brother got a fake addy, where the package get sent?
It's $80k for the whip, let's spin a lap in this bitch
I'm in a booth off an eight, bitch I barely can see
Can start the car off my phone, bitch I don't need a key
I heard the Feds got my picture, so I'ma throw up the 3
They tryna say a nigga changed, but don't show up for me
Paranoid, my back against the wall, gotta keep my .40
I don't want no young bitch, I like MILFs, my bitches forty
Yeah, I'll steel up outside and do that shit myself, don't need no Cody
Thought I was broke, bitch I've been gettin' paid since I was a shorty
Fuck nigga tryna shake my hand, he don't know me
Pop me a Perc, smoke a Black, bitch I'm loaded
Pull up to the club, I ain't got up outside
I knocked me a bitch in the back of the Rover
'Fore niggas pillow talk, ran back and she told it
Two twin Glocks, got Zack and the Cody
I don't fuck with no Cartis, I don't fuck with no APs
Fuck with Pateks, I'ma cop me a Rollie
Bad bitch so wet, she remind me of the ocean
Been gettin' money, what the fuck niggas sayin'
Hundred K new whip, hundred K new kit
But I ain't finna do it, I'ma cop me some land, yeah
Told my niggas, "We gon' make it soon, stick to the plan"
(Hah, yeah, SOB, bitch)
Niggas can't even fuck with a baby pic of us, nigga
You see how we comin', nigga
This some new shit for you niggas to copy and paste on, nigga
That One Umbrella shit, nigga
We the blueprint
This that shit you niggas can't fuck with, nigga
22nd, 33 (Yeah), back to Central Street with Yee
I'm a real nigga, hang around me, it start rubbin' off (It start rubbin' off)
I'm a boss nigga, pay the tab, we don't be runnin' off (Ay, don't look at the—, oh)
I went factory, we rip the tag and don't look at the cost (Look at the cost)
Know some bitches in they feelings, 'cause they see me takin' off (Me takin' off)
I got on Rick Owens, ERD, and some Chrome Heart (Some Chrome Heart)
One of one, Matty boys, I still put them bitches on (Still put them bitches on)
Me and lil' Zay, I'm feelin' like we better off alone (I'm sayin')
Dirty clips and dirty cups, I pour a four in styrofoam (Go)
I was uppin' dogshit, before I touched a microphone
I'm a hype beast, two G's for this beanie, made by Chrome
This Goyard stuffed with racks, this Paly hoodie hide the pole (Pole)
Please watch how you approach us, we'll wipe that nigga nose, I'm on that time
Oh yeah
Bands on me, got bands on me, I keep it discreet (Oh yeah)
It's finna get real when we hit your block, keep the kids out the street (Ugh)
Yeah, monkey nuts on ARPs, we drummin', we ready for beef (Come on)
Percocets and so much codeine comin' out when I pee (Yeah)
Back to back in trucks and 'Cats, I'm loaded, I'm ready for racin' (Oh yeah)
Hold on tight, can't stop at the light, I'm tryna get there, fuck waitin' (Ugh)
Nigga act tough, get stuffed in a blunt, this doobie a coffin (Smoke it)
Luka Doncic, Kyrie Irving, Bradley Beal, I'm ballin' (I'm ballin')
I gave this one bitch some honey dick, she can't stop callin' (She can't stop callin')
Christmas time, I passed her 'round, I play collect the [?] (Collect the [?])
I'm dung around this motherfucker, Mr. ALLBLACK Spalding (Yeah)
The bag came in, I'm smilin' ear to ear, then hit the Carlton
I'm not alone, I keep the FN
Ride by myself, 'cause baby I'm him
Don't give a fuck if they got Victor Wembanyama, I'm on the rim
She give me bands, but I'm not a pimp
Fuck would I sign, I need me some M
I'm a 33 baby, but I'm on 22nd with Jim
Look at my car, it's like a machine
I'm a demon, rockin' Celine
I need pink, blue, and green
I need that bag, by any means, yeah
I'm in LA, my PER rate plus fifty, Luka Doncic
I started poppin' in 2019, I still got it, huh
Custom piece in 2017, I still got it, huh
Bitch bad, whole body fake, bring the real out her, yeah
Doin' shit these niggas never seen, they hear about it
Yeah, don't gotta ask, I'ma hold it down, I'm still solid, yeah
Aye, it's two hundred on the dash, these bitches wanna fuck
I'm slicin' through the city, tryin' not to spill my cup
I got this shit up off the floor, these niggas think it's luck
The Drakey hold a fifty, I can't fit it in no tuck
I just broke a money counter, stuffin' racks in that bitch
We really live you niggas dream, we ain't just rappin' and shit
My brother got a fake addy, where the package get sent?
It's $80k for the whip, let's spin a lap in this bitch
I'm in a booth off an eight, bitch I barely can see
Can start the car off my phone, bitch I don't need a key
I heard the Feds got my picture, so I'ma throw up the 3
They tryna say a nigga changed, but don't show up for me
Paranoid, my back against the wall, gotta keep my .40
I don't want no young bitch, I like MILFs, my bitches forty
Yeah, I'll steel up outside and do that shit myself, don't need no Cody
Thought I was broke, bitch I've been gettin' paid since I was a shorty
Fuck nigga tryna shake my hand, he don't know me
Pop me a Perc, smoke a Black, bitch I'm loaded
Pull up to the club, I ain't got up outside
I knocked me a bitch in the back of the Rover
'Fore niggas pillow talk, ran back and she told it
Two twin Glocks, got Zack and the Cody
I don't fuck with no Cartis, I don't fuck with no APs
Fuck with Pateks, I'ma cop me a Rollie
Bad bitch so wet, she remind me of the ocean
Been gettin' money, what the fuck niggas sayin'
Hundred K new whip, hundred K new kit
But I ain't finna do it, I'ma cop me some land, yeah
Told my niggas, "We gon' make it soon, stick to the plan"
(Hah, yeah, SOB, bitch)
Niggas can't even fuck with a baby pic of us, nigga
You see how we comin', nigga
This some new shit for you niggas to copy and paste on, nigga
That One Umbrella shit, nigga
We the blueprint
