Blue Faces
88GLAM Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

In the sky, throw 'em in the sky
All these blue faces

Counting up all these blue faces
G5 Tootsie, that's my favorite
She gon' pick that guap off the stages
(Throw 'em in the sky, throw 'em in the sky)
Say you were my dog, now you're hating
Counting up all these blue faces (I got all these ones, yeah)
To the G5 Tootsie, that's my favorite
She gon' pick my guap off the stages
Balenciaga on my jeans
You hating on me, fine by me

Mino World Peace, got the strip club at war
Gotta make at least three, three, pit stops on tour, three
Ran into your bitch and I sexed it
Man, shit been getting hella reckless
And, who I'm with, you guessed it
Any of you step on my Raf, it's a death wish
Mino World Peace, got the strip club at war
Gotta make at least three, three, pit stops on tour, three
Say what I mean when I'm gone off a bean
Fucking on him, fucking on me
Deep in that pussy, I tell her I swim
Pass it GB, then pass it to me

Counting up all these blue faces
G5 Tootsie, that's my favorite
She gon' pick that guap off the stages
(Throw 'em in the sky, throw 'em in the sky)
Say you were my dog, now you're hating
Counting up all these blue faces (I got all these ones, yeah)
To the G5 Tootsie, that's my favorite
She gon' pick my guap off the stages
Balenciaga on my jeans
You hating on me, fine by me

1-800-KNOT's, got these hundreds in my section
She gon' drop the top, feed her guac like a Mexican
I can't work no job, Glam a boss 'til I'm resting
She gon' hit my line when she off, not a question
Let little shawty know I get my way and I like the fast one
Better that you go and cut that rope, you need a bad one
Boyfriend on your phone, he so annoying, he a sad one
You about your bread, ain't going home until you had some
I don't go check accounts unless I'm sitting in the bank, huh
Pulling out, it's a flex
Mercedes Benzo, it's a wagon
Double G, don't wear Guess, his wrist on ice, my diamonds dancing
88 throwing dubs, we making it rain inside of Mansion

Counting up all these blue faces
G5 Tootsie, that's my favorite
She gon' pick that guap off the stages
(Throw 'em in the sky, throw 'em in the sky)
Say you were my dog, now you're hating
Counting up all these blue faces (I got all these ones, yeah)
To the G5 Tootsie, that's my favorite
She gon' pick my guap off the stages




Balenciaga on my jeans
You hating on me, fine by me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of 88GLAM's song Blue Faces are about the artists' success in the music industry and their rising fame. The title "Blue Faces" refers to the stacks of cash the artists are accumulating from their performances and shows. The lyrics, "Counting up all these blue faces," and, "She gon' pick my guap off the stages," depict a life where the artists are enjoying their wealth and having fun on tour. The lines also suggest that women are attracted to their money and are willing to pick it up from the stages where they perform.


The song also talks about the artists' lifestyle, including their fondness for designer clothing brands such as Balenciaga. One line says, "Balenciaga on my jeans," which suggests that they are spending their money on expensive clothing. The lyrics also mention drug use, including taking beans, which is a popular term for ecstasy. The line, "Say what I mean when I'm gone off a bean," suggests that they loosen up and speak their minds when they are high.


In summary, the song Blue Faces celebrates 88GLAM's wealth and success in the industry, partying lifestyle, and appreciation for expensive designer fashion brands. Although it's not clear whether they enjoy their materialist lifestyle, the artists still enjoy the attention and admiration it brings.


Line by Line Meaning

In the sky, throw 'em in the sky
Throw the blue faces in the sky


All these blue faces
Money in blue faces


Counting up all these blue faces
Counting all the money in blue faces


G5 Tootsie, that's my favorite
G5 Tootsie is his favorite stripper


She gon' pick that guap off the stages
She's going to pick up the money on the stages after the performances


(Throw 'em in the sky, throw 'em in the sky)
He repeats the chorus to emphasize throwing the blue faces in the sky


Say you were my dog, now you're hating
Someone he was once close to is now hating on him


I got all these ones, yeah
He has a lot of one-dollar bills


Balenciaga on my jeans
He's wearing designer Balenciaga jeans


You hating on me, fine by me
He doesn't care if people hate on him


Mino World Peace, got the strip club at war
He's causing chaos at the strip club


Gotta make at least three, three, pit stops on tour, three
He has to make multiple pit stops on his tour


Ran into your bitch and I sexed it
He had sex with someone's girlfriend


Man, shit been getting hella reckless
Things have been getting wild and crazy


And, who I'm with, you guessed it
You can probably guess who he's with


Any of you step on my Raf, it's a death wish
If you damage or disrespect his clothing brand, he will harm you


Say what I mean when I'm gone off a bean
He speaks his mind when he's high on drugs


Fucking on him, fucking on me
He's having sex with someone


Deep in that pussy, I tell her I swim
He's having sex and it feels great


Pass it GB, then pass it to me
Someone passes him something and then he takes it


1-800-KNOT's, got these hundreds in my section
He has a lot of money in his section of the club


She gon' drop the top, feed her guac like a Mexican
He's going to have sex with her and then they'll eat Mexican food


I can't work no job, Glam a boss 'til I'm resting
He's a boss and doesn't work a regular job


She gon' hit my line when she off, not a question
She'll contact him when she's not busy


Let little shawty know I get my way and I like the fast one
He's in charge and enjoys things happening quickly


Better that you go and cut that rope, you need a bad one
He advises someone to break up with their current partner and find someone better


Boyfriend on your phone, he so annoying, he a sad one
Her boyfriend is bothering her and is unhappy


You about your bread, ain't going home until you had some
He's going to keep hustling and making money until he's satisfied


I don't go check accounts unless I'm sitting in the bank, huh
He doesn't check his accounts unless he's at the bank


Pulling out, it's a flex
He's showing off by withdrawing money


Mercedes Benzo, it's a wagon
He drives a Mercedes station wagon


Double G, don't wear Guess, his wrist on ice, my diamonds dancing
He wears designer Gucci (Double G) and has expensive diamond jewelry


88 throwing dubs, we making it rain inside of Mansion
He's throwing money ('dubs') and causing it to rain in the Mansion club




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Derek Fifi Bissue, Jeremy McIntyre, Joseph L'Etranger, Shakqueel Burthwright

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found

More Versions