Blue Devils Songtext
von Trap Dickey

There go trap
He always talking ′bout two letters
Crosstraccs he say he ridding on whoever
Tar Heels Carolina Blue Devils
We make it rain blue hunnits new weather
I can't stand no Nigga who talk that shit
Like he gone shoot better
If you knew better you′ll do better
Broke my Rolex went got a new bezel

Matter fact I did it two times
Gave me a discount like I had a coupon
We straight forever two lines
Drinking on yellow and purple two kinds
Ice game cold Freon smoking
I'm In LA like le bron
Picc a Nigga off like Deion


Straight from the bottom the streets where I begun
Bring this shit back like a re-run
Trap to be cool bitch I trap for a reason
These Niggas sweet Capri Suns
He pushing P for Peon
I'm going crazy David Ruffin
Matter fact I′m going Leon

I go the streets can′t tell me nothing
Doing drive bys in a Nissan
I use to get packs from Dayyjunn
Now I'm spitting this shidd like Ray Vaughn
I′m killing shit like Jason
My biggest fear was having a gay son
I'm coming back late run
In the 4th quarter I′m Trynna spray sum
Put em straight on his back lay sum
From the trenches you kno will take sum

The pack touch down TD
All of my sons tell me they wanna be me
I'm living my life like a repeat
Not on the news but you see me on TV
I got a cousin who blood
And a cousin who Crip
And a brother who GD
We get it straight out the mud
We moving this shit old school like CDs