​Caspr
Blush
[Verse 1: caspr]
I'm on this pill got me so confused
She see me in this foreign whip, she want designer shoes
She can't even pay her rent, how you gonna pick and choose
No it ain't no party till we bring the drugs in
Dior, Fendi frames, crying in the function
Yeah I know that bitch is bad but I gotta blush it
Stuck inside your head just like I can't [?]
Yeah I'm only going up, all we gotta do is punch in

[Verse 2: Moh Barretta
I've been up for three days and I'm still rolling
I might just crash out for the day turn that to the morning
I don't care what nobody say always do my own shit
Seem like everybody hate when you're on your own shit
It's really three things that I hate [?] and broke bitches
One hundred twenty [?]
Told her I get to [?] why she always in my phone trippin'

[Verse 2: caspr]
No it ain't no party till we bring the drugs in
Surf gang, surf boy, when she see me blush it
She want designer bag but that bitch get nothing
And I know he doing bad and he see me getting rich
Putting Prada all on my wrist
I got them mad oh no he gonna throw a fit
My car go fast well now I got them so sick
I got them mad oh no he gonna throw a fit
My car go fast well now I got them so sick