Lyrics:
me at the footlocker
With the DS 1
While my brother cop the reebok pumps
Man we was young
Now tommy sniffing addy off his ps1
And i’m almost tall
rover
Thought I picked a four leaf clover
But only saw three by the time we got closer
Case closed doors shut bridges burned to dust
Lust is a motha fuck
Loafers in the living room
Playing old vinyls drinking tee yeah I'm in the mood
Man of my word now show me what you finna do
By myself eating healthy
to the party (What)
Kinda like school I was tardy (Ay)
Pulling up fresh la Ferrari (Deluxe)
Feel like a playboy I’m Carti, yeah
But I really don’t play
Need me
one flat
They all gotta bounce by the morning
Said they wan' stay, told them gyal "shut up"
Now they calling me Stormzy
20 drillers on roads
When
bread on me
We in the mall with toast
So fresh and so clean clean
Nigga bought all the soap
Gotta feed the fam
Take care of all the woes
Fuck you
I'm outside we golden, fresh clothing
Fiends frozen, detects, the blocks moldering
Weight holding since the 90's, my nigga
We get it popping
Coke pure
Shit
Might have seen me hand glidin' in Jupiter
Fuck we out here
Rockin' jewelry in the wave pool yo, uhh
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
It's the same
need a be are A I N double wash*
Overwhelmed by the stuff on TV ~ Overloaded from the pressure fallin' on me ~ light head! Oxygen! I've gotta breath *
Everything I say I did
And you can't ever call me trash you know I never been
I play to have fun,it's only fun when I win
And then bitches all the same I
foreigners
Helicopter to the show, fly by traffic
Say you've got keys, think you're like Khaled
Think you're stunting on me, what, with my balance?
Bro
Pimpish
Jealous When I Ride By
Got Me Feelin Real Pimpish
Feelin Real Pimpish
Got Me Feelin Real Pimpish
[Verse 1: Lil Wyte]
I'm Feelin Real Damn Pimpish,
The jewish boys smoke Parliament cigarettes
And drip sweet sweat through their white collared shirts
Boys how great is it to breathe in the fresh
choose
i think we prove you got nothing to lose
by following us - in my tongue i trust
to get done what we must swirls of reddust behind me
so hard to find
My next girl won't be good to me, she'll be good for me
Just like a place marker, keep me where I should be
Wont play me like a playstation, I ain't
Bandanna to the side like Tupac
Deuce deuce shots fired play the recap
More grease on my elbow no goosebumps
Niggaz acting like they tough break
Local star for my vocal art
Stages smoke and charred
Disregard, got me broken heart
Eatin' golden arch throw a dart
Hope my phone is charged
Before I'm
knowledge in the lines
No ignorance in my tone
So if you wouldn't mind, please lend me your eardrums
And I promise you no reruns
Something fresh no matter
need a nigga with some motion
Chilling by the ocean
Smooth nigga
Fresh as baby oil mixed with lotion
Devotion
See I'm dedicated yeah I'm focused
I told
Yeah, I pray i pray a lot
Because I'm a nigga that's
Always in a situation
And I need someone's help
And ain't no human that can help me
I swear down
a star'
Lock and load it rap Beethoven, chosen homie play your part
My locomotives roast em' catch me coastin' L.A. With the torch
It's the passion,
the plan (by 25)
Jakes see me winning, they're vexed (they're vexed)
They just want a brudda in the can, nope
You ain't cool if you ain't in a gang (gang)
a star'
Lock and load it rap Beethoven, chosen homie play your part
My locomotives roast em' catch me coastin' L.A. With the torch
It's the passion,
could tell by his heartbeat
I told him come play with this game like Atari
Lexy
I run this shit I'm Sha'Carri
Tryna get my clothes off please don't
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