Bentley
Bladee Lyrics


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D-9, 3 strikes
I'm blessed, no curse
I had to get inside
We make it work
Got stuck on my past
Creep late, I lurk
I'm cleaning up dirt
Dry cleaning my shirt
Not playing no game
I bleed for fame
I bleed for drain
And we don't bleed the same
I need your light
I need your light
I want your dream
D-9, 3 strikes

I get the check and then I spend it
Thaiboy off the Henny, not no Rémy
I mix that Louis and the Fendi
Lambo, I fuck up the engine
Link up with the gang, we go trending
Mixing up the drink like I'm a chemist
I'm making hits like playing tennis
Four band, need them twenties

Bad karma, had to get the good Prada
Good lawyers
In the club with Whitearmor
White-walker
Red and Blue, Peter Parker
Got darker, thought it couldn't get darker
I'm with Woesum, treat this shit like it's nothing
I'm focused, pull up in a black Lotus
Feds scope us, eat the night like a locust
We don't care, we brush shoulders

I'm with the SG you don't need to worry
Three iPhone, shoe like 7 Kobe
New island, you can't really find me
And I'm higher than the house, I'm off the Bentley
Link up with SG, just for one night
Fucking with SG, I had this all inside
I just took a nap on a long flight
Two cups, baby, that's a good night

D-9, 3 strikes
I'm blessed, no curse
I had to get inside
We make it work
Got stuck on my past
Creep late, I lurk
I'm cleaning up dirt
Dry cleaning my shirt
Not playing no game
I bleed for fame
I bleed for drain
And we don't bleed the same
I need your light
I need your light
I want your dream
D-9, 3 strikes





We don't bleed the same

Overall Meaning

The opening lyrics of Bladee's song "Bentley" seem to refer to his past errors and mistakes, where he had to enter a new phase of his life and start over again. The line "D-9, 3 strikes," may refer to the three strikes rule, where after three strikes, one is out. This could relate to being at a point where he has had his last chance to make things right. However, he views himself as fortunate, as he feels blessed and not cursed. Bladee then goes on to discuss his hard work, and how he is committed to cleaning up his mistakes, erasing the dirt of his past. He then explains that he has bled for fame and drain, indicating that he has given all he can to be successful, and therefore his efforts cannot be compared to others.


The song then moves on to him discussing his current lifestyle, where he spends his cheques as quickly as he receives them. He seems to enjoy partying with his associates, getting drunk on Hennessy and mixing high-end brands of alcohol. Bladee collaborates with Thaiboy Digital, who together, create hits like a tennis match. The song also mentions that Bladee had to go through some tough times to reach his current position. However, he had a good lawyer and karma turned in his favour, leading him to good experiences with fashion and style.


Bladee then mentions that he is willing to do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means being out of the public eye for a while. He also praises SG, who he believes is a talented individual, and a valuable link in his life. The song finishes by repeating the initial phrase 'D-9, 3 strikes,' ending on the same note. Overall the lyrics of this song describe Bladee's journey to success, his current successes, as well as his mistakes and failures.


Line by Line Meaning

D-9, 3 strikes
Referring to his gang allegiance and past criminal history


I'm blessed, no curse
Despite his past, he feels fortunate and lucky to be alive


I had to get inside
Necessary for his survival to join a gang


We make it work
Regardless of struggles or obstacles, they figure out how to succeed


Got stuck on my past
Cannot forget or overcome his past mistakes and regrets


Creep late, I lurk
Sneak around at night, possibly up to no good


I'm cleaning up dirt
Trying to fix his wrongdoings and clean up his act


Dry cleaning my shirt
Metaphorically cleaning up his image


Not playing no game
Serious about his music career and not playing around


I bleed for fame
Sacrifices his well-being for the sake of achieving fame and recognition


I bleed for drain
Sacrifices himself for the sake of his music collective Drain Gang


And we don't bleed the same
Others do not understand or comprehend his sacrifices and struggles


I need your light
Searching for guidance and help


I want your dream
Wanting to achieve someone else's level of success


I get the check and then I spend it
Reckless with money and not managing it wisely


Thaiboy off the Henny, not no Rémy
His friend Thaiboy drinks Hennessy instead of Remy Martin


I mix that Louis and the Fendi
Mixing high-end fashion brands together


Lambo, I fuck up the engine
Damaging his Lamborghini, possibly through reckless driving


Link up with the gang, we go trending
When they reunite, their antics become popular on social media


Mixing up the drink like I'm a chemist
Creating cocktails with precision and skill


I'm making hits like playing tennis
Creating popular music with ease


Four band, need them twenties
Desiring and needing large sums of money


Bad karma, had to get the good Prada
Using expensive material goods to counteract negative energy and consequences


Good lawyers
Having legal protection or representation


In the club with Whitearmor
Hanging out with music producer and collaborator Whitearmor


White-walker
Reference to the TV show Game of Thrones and its villainous characters


Red and Blue, Peter Parker
Referencing superhero Spider-Man's alter ego, Peter Parker


Got darker, thought it couldn't get darker
Got ensnared in a darker lifestyle or mindset, despite thinking there was no deeper to go


I'm with Woesum, treat this shit like it's nothing
Collaborating with producer Woesum and making music effortlessly and casually


I'm focused, pull up in a black Lotus
Driving a fast and expensive car, while remaining disciplined and dedicated to his goals


Feds scope us, eat the night like a locust
Under surveillance by law enforcement, possibly due to his gang affiliation


We don't care, we brush shoulders
Unaffected by people who do not understand or appreciate their lifestyle


I'm with the SG you don't need to worry
Being with a member of his gang provides safety and security


Three iPhone, shoe like 7 Kobe
Owning the latest technology and expensive footwear


New island, you can't really find me
Living in a secluded or secret location away from others


And I'm higher than the house, I'm off the Bentley
Being under the influence of drugs, possibly while driving his Bentley car


Link up with SG, just for one night
Meeting with his gang for a brief period of time


Fucking with SG, I had this all inside
Having a close bond with his gang and keeping this loyalty within himself


I just took a nap on a long flight
Exhausted after traveling for an extended period of time


Two cups, baby, that's a good night
Enjoying himself with alcohol and having a good time




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Benjamin Reichwald, Thanapat Thaothawong

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@lucasgalarza6053

bladees verse is legendary @ 0:54


Bad karma, had to get the good Prada
Good lawyers
In the club with Whitearmor
White-walker
Red and Blue, Peter Parker
Got darker, thought it couldn't get darker
I'm with Woesum, treat this shit like it's nothing
I'm focused, pull up in a black Lotus
Feds scope us, eat the night like a locust
We don't care, we brush shoulders



@slowmaths7906

D-9, 3 strikes
I'm blessed, no curse
We eat or get served
We make it work
Ten stack in my purse
Creep late, I lurk
I'm clean, no dirt
Dry cleaning my shirt
No pain no gain
I bleed for fame
I bleed for drain
We don't bleed the same
I need your light
I need your light
I want your dream
D-9, 3 strikes
I get the check and then I spend it
Thaiboy off the Henny, not no Rémy
I mix that Louis and the Fendi
Lambo, I fuck up the engine
Link up with the gang, we go trending
Mixing up the drink like I'm a chemist
I'm making hits like playing tennis
Four band, need them twenties
Bad karma, had to get the good Prada
Good lawyers
In the club with Whitearmor
White-walker
Red and Blue, Peter Parker
Got darker, thought it couldn't get darker
I'm with Woesum, treat this shit like it's nothing
I'm focused, pull up in a black Lotus
Feds scope us, eat the night like a locust
We don't care, we brush shoulders
I'm with the SG you don't need to worry
Three iPhone, shoot like Steph and Kobe
New island, you can't really find me
And I'm higher than the house, I'm off the Bentley
Link up with SG, just for one night
Fucking with SG and its on sight
I just took a nap on a long flight
Two cups, baby, that's a good night
K9, get searched
I'm blessed, no curse
We eat or get served
We make it work
Ten stack in my purse
Creep late, I lurk
I'm clean, no dirt
Dry cleaning my shirt
No pain no gain
I bleed for fame
I bleed for drain
We don't bleed the same
I need your light
I need your light
I want your dream
D-9, 3 strikes
We don't bleed the same



All comments from YouTube:

@burrito4422

what a legendary DRAIN evening, gotta put on my good prada frfr

@prefuk

I swear these album covers are going to eventually just be pure white with lens flares

@tashfix

that would be pretty hard actually

@lucawendel7644

this one exists for quite a while now ^^ watch the decay video by bladee

@9amest217

VERY underrated comment

@osaka4644

No pain no gain
I bleed for fame
I bleed for drain
We don’t bleed the same

@yungmarty2054

fire

@MatthewZdebski

ASARADEL what do u mean?

@carson9186

bladee snapped frfr

@smarterthanyou4320

tokyolean lol yeeeeee

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