Blasé lyrics

[Intro: Future]

You know what's going on

Over there and over there, okay

[Hook: Future & Ty Dolla $ign]

Ordered up a hundred Rosés, need a benz like blasé, blasé

I'm just, whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

I'm just, blasé, blasé

I'm just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé

Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé

Whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

Ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]

Blasé, blasé, blasé, all I drink is Bombay

When I'm with my niggas, I might drink that Henny

Smoking kush in public, motherfuck the police

I ain't scared to die, on them dead homies

Hit them licks, wh-whipping the bricks

Still with the shit, I'm young and I'm rich, young and I'm rich

I got hoes nigga, I got hoes in different area codes

I think I'm Nate Dogg

I started from the ground I'm that nigga now

I stay with the loud, can you hear me now?

And my bitch cold, she a centerfold

Put her on a stand, and she never told

[Hook: Future & Ty Dolla $ign]

Ordered up a hundred Rosés, need a benz like blasé, blasé

I'm just, whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

I'm just, blasé, blasé

I'm just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé

Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé

Whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

Ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]

I break the bank like an athlete, hon

Shawty krunk drunk, fucking up her new Louboutins

If I let her in my Masi she might be a trending topic

Before she gotta ride it, bust it, pop it, blasé, blasé

Been spent your rent and I'm still blowing big faces

Something 'bout them Ben Franklins make any bitch get naked

Crew got the juice, bitch you don't need no chasers

Ball on these niggas, I need knee replacements

[Hook: Future & Ty Dolla $ign]

Ordered up a hundred Rosés, need a benz like blasé, blasé

I'm just, whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

I'm just, blasé, blasé

I'm just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé

Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé

Whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

Ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Swae Lee]

Sipping out the jug until I feel it in my body

I was, uh, hoping you were salty when you saw me

Keep her rowdy, seen around me, all we do is dip and dab

Got twin turbos on twin turbos and them bitches really smash

It's a 50/50 chance I might, ditch ya (ditch ya)

It's a 50/50 chance that these niggas didn't pitch in

I'm pouring up 'til I can't no more

I swear everything I see slo mo'

[Hook: Future & Ty Dolla $ign]

Ordered up a hundred Rosés, need a benz like blasé, blasé

I'm just, whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

I'm just, blasé, blasé

I'm just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé

Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé

Whipping Maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)

Ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Future]

Alcohol and chronic, yeah, that's all we want

Alcohol and chronic, yeah, that's all we want

Alcohol and chronic, yeah, that's all we want

Alcohol and chronic, yeah, that's all we want

That's all we want

That's all we want

That's all we want

That's all we want