Fingers Blue Songtext
von Smokepurpp feat. Travis Scott

Oh my God, Ronny
′Til my fingers blue (yeah)
I like countin' hunnids ′til my fingers blue (pew)
Lil Purpp
Yuh, ayy this shit sound Smokepurpp as fuck

I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe, huh (Bentley coupe)
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof (uh)
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof, uh
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


Hop out the whip, I'm in the kitchen I whip
Chopper on me, shots to the head make him sit (yep)
Yeah, I'm the shit, all of my songs is a hit I don′t miss (damn)
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 and 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

I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe, uh (Bentley coupe)
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof (uh)
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof (uh)
I be countin' hunnids 'til my fingers blue
′Til my fingers blue, ′til my fingers blue, uh
I like countin' hunnids ′til my fingers blue (I count)
'Till my fingers blue, ′til my fingers blue
I like countin' hunnids ′til my fingers blue

'Til my fingers blue, 'til my fingers flew (is flew)
I like countin′ hunnids ′til my fingers blue (yeah)
Lamborghini roadster, this is not the coupe
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 goop
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

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

'Til my fingers blue, ′til my fingers blue
I like countin′ hunnids 'til my fingers blue