Smokepurpp – Fingers Blue lyrics

[Intro: Smokepurpp]
Oh my god.. Ronny
Till my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids till my fingers blue
Lil purpp

[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe (Bentley coupe!)
Hopped up in the Wraith, got stars up on the roof (skrr!)
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
I be countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
'Til my fingers blue, 'til my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
'Til my fingers blue, 'til my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
Hop out the whip, I'm in the kitchen, I whip
Chopper on me, shots to the head make him sick
Yeah, I'm the shit, all of my songs is a hit, I don't miss
Smokin' on gas in the VIP, poppin' champagne on a bitch
Heard you a snitch, nigga, be quiet cause you can get bitched
(You can get bitched)
I keep a chopper, it's loaded, hop out the Rolls
Got my name on the curtain
Fuckin' yo' thot, yeah, I do that for certain
And I stay clean like detergent
Poppin' on Xannies and poppin' on Perkies
Run up on me, you get cut like a turkey

[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe (Bentley coupe!)
Hopped up in the Wraith, got stars up on the roof (skrr!)
I be selling mid because I smoke the boof
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
'Til my fingers blue, 'til my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
'Til my fingers blue, 'til my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
'Til my fingers blue, 'til my fingers flew
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
Lamborghini roadster, this is not the coupe (skrr skrr)
If I slide the top off, then you better shoot (yeah!)
Diamond teeth (shine), diamonds white and pink (it's lit)
Yeah, back in sync, just in time to drink
Still strawberry smooth, still, roll off the blue
Hit her off the view, top floor aerial
Yeah, all she do is dance and take Xans, she too basic
If she ever plan on fall asleep, my hands replace them
Whole damn crew, off the zoot, pour the juice
Hit the jack and count the deads

[Chorus: Smokepurpp & Travis Scott]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
Hopped up in the Wraith, got stars up on the roof
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
'Til my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
'Til my fingers blue, 'til my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue