BFM by Trevin Murray Lyrics
(Hook)
I get my blessings from Melissa
I repping all my niggas
Counting all these figures
Im tryna get us richa
I gotta dime by my side
She say she wanna ride
I know she feel my vibe
She telling me that she mine
I got blessings…
Blesssings on blessings (x2)
(Verse 1)
Young nigga feeling blessed, no I ain't feeling stressed
In Carolina im still the best
Headshots if you reveal vest
Couple grand out in Vegas
Red bottoms on her feet
So you know none of my bitches basic
Boarding pass to different places
Told all of my niggas we gonna get rich
Making the music and stacking the chips
They see what we doing and having a fit
Ain't falling in love im passing the bitch
Bellagio lobby im pulling a stunt
Bring her to the room do whatever she want
Her friend coming thru now we having some fun
No F150 but gasing her up
Outside lamb inside vanilla
On these beats Im a serial killer
Bitch so bad I thought she was from Manila
Wrist full of gold like I play for the steelers
Bank construction bitch im a builder
She told me she hurt my dick a healer
After a convo yea im a drill her
My life changing couldn’t get any realer
Hook
(Verse 2)
My pockets gaining weight
Do a show and make the cake
I told you im a break the bank
My dollar signs need 8 safes
You don’t love it then go on hate
Not gonna change that boarding planes
Might put a spyder on a rental
Put some diamonds on my dental
Didn’t believe now you can see it
See what im doing and tryna achive it
Leave her alone for a whole week
She hit my phone like daddy I need it
Beat it out the frame it ain't no secret
If its clean im gone feasting
Balling out of control with no reason
If its cold im changing the seasons
Instruments, I need all of the bands
Like Lasko I need all of the fans
Walk in label you know who am
Ego on 10 you know im the man
Wifey was with before all the doe
Now she stunting on all of you hoes
Venues call too sauce on the flow
I said it before I need all of the doe
I get my blessings from Melissa
I repping all my niggas
Counting all these figures
Im tryna get us richa
I gotta dime by my side
She say she wanna ride
I know she feel my vibe
She telling me that she mine
I got blessings…
Blesssings on blessings (x2)
(Verse 1)
Young nigga feeling blessed, no I ain't feeling stressed
In Carolina im still the best
Headshots if you reveal vest
Couple grand out in Vegas
Red bottoms on her feet
So you know none of my bitches basic
Boarding pass to different places
Told all of my niggas we gonna get rich
Making the music and stacking the chips
They see what we doing and having a fit
Ain't falling in love im passing the bitch
Bellagio lobby im pulling a stunt
Bring her to the room do whatever she want
Her friend coming thru now we having some fun
No F150 but gasing her up
Outside lamb inside vanilla
On these beats Im a serial killer
Bitch so bad I thought she was from Manila
Wrist full of gold like I play for the steelers
Bank construction bitch im a builder
She told me she hurt my dick a healer
After a convo yea im a drill her
My life changing couldn’t get any realer
Hook
(Verse 2)
My pockets gaining weight
Do a show and make the cake
I told you im a break the bank
My dollar signs need 8 safes
You don’t love it then go on hate
Not gonna change that boarding planes
Might put a spyder on a rental
Put some diamonds on my dental
Didn’t believe now you can see it
See what im doing and tryna achive it
Leave her alone for a whole week
She hit my phone like daddy I need it
Beat it out the frame it ain't no secret
If its clean im gone feasting
Balling out of control with no reason
If its cold im changing the seasons
Instruments, I need all of the bands
Like Lasko I need all of the fans
Walk in label you know who am
Ego on 10 you know im the man
Wifey was with before all the doe
Now she stunting on all of you hoes
Venues call too sauce on the flow
I said it before I need all of the doe