Lyrics $teven Cannon – Blue Dolphin [freestyle]

Blue Dolphin [freestyle] Lyrics – $teven Cannon

Singer: $teven Cannon
Title: Blue Dolphin [freestyle]

Hurting from counting all this f#cking money
f#cking money
Steve Cannon in this m#th*rf#ck*r
(I got) coke, coke, coke, coke, molly, molly, trees

Got a bad b#tch with me
Got that money for her needs
I got bills, bills, couple pills
Alcohol and weed

I got X, I flex, we text, we sext
I’m just tryna make a mill off of keys
Young n#gg# in a bando
Trap house come with camo

I don’t ever need a handout
Guns full of ammo, lotta guns full of ammo
Thanksgiving with my ham out
Man down, man down

Flow hot got her tanned out
Black whip bring the clan out
Oh my God I’m xanned out
In the trenches is like a campout

I work hard, f#ck a handout
Steven Cannon in a California ‘rari
Teriyaki on her booty, sushi with the calamari
Mr. Xan man drop a couple in Bacardi I’m just tryna find a cougar at the Hollywood safari

Yeah the Hollywood party, I’m busting out the Oxy, eyes so low I thought a ugly b#tch was foxy
Walk around the circles, tryna see who want this coffee
Come along with cream, and the sugar man golly
All by myself in this motherf#ckin’ Ottawa, that white BBW her #ss like a tahoe

Kids gone be guys, made a b#tch ask to swallow
I got packs full of trap. like I hit the street lotto
Passing the rock like CP3
n#gg# ima drop a Xan on my Tahitian Treat

Really focused on the game like a PS3
And I never cold sweat when the heater on me
Shawty right sittin’ nice like a ‘Rari
With them heels on its hard to park it like Jabari

Ima put her to the test don’t need to hit my n#gg# Maury
Always rock a pair of Cardi’s in the game no Atari
Ima stack up till my b#tch get thicker
Looking for a star b#tch I’m the big dipper

Wrists taking wrists with the pot I’m a cook
Got the Lean in the Sprite when the lemon painted fisker
Put yo b#tch on the walker I ain’t talking ’bout Kemba
Funny how I met my favorite b#tch off of Tinder

Pulling on her hair, while she screaming “daddy yeah”
Going hard to Feel That by my n#gg# Vic Mensa
Pushing out packs from the penthouse
Had the p#ss# wet enough to bring the fins out

If we going all night I bring the xans out
#ss so fat I had to bring the f#cking Timbs out
(I got) coke, coke, coke, coke, molly, molly, trees
Got a bad b#tch with me

Got that money for her needs
I got bills, bills, couple pills
Alcohol and weed
I got X, I flex, we text, we sext

I’m just tryna make a mill off of keys
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