Blasé Lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

You know what's going on 

Over there and over there, okay 

Cut it up 

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 

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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 

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 

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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 

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 

Sipping out the jug until I feel it in my body 

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

Keep a rowdy scene 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' 

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 

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