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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Skies
Lil Skies
Vocals
Menoh Beats
Menoh Beats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amin Elamin
Amin Elamin
Songwriter
Kimetrius Foose
Kimetrius Foose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Veronica Wyman
Veronica Wyman
Recording Engineer
Menoh Beats
Menoh Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy (ayy), ayy Yeah-hah, yeah-hah (M-M-Menoh), yeah-hah Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, I sip the lean in the car (what? Car) My shooter rock out like guitars ('tars) Take his girl, and I'm breakin' her heart (heart) Me and Gabe, we be shinin' like stars (stars) Smokin' dope, I don't fuck with the bars (bars) I think I landed on Mars (Mars) They be hatin' 'cause we livin' large (large) Ayy, I sip the lean in the car (car) My shooter rock out like guitars ('tars) Take his girl, and I'm breakin' her heart (heart) Me and Gabe, we be shinin' like stars (stars) Smokin' dope, I don't fuck with the bars (bars) I think I landed on Mars (Mars) They be hatin' 'cause we livin' large (large) Ayy (what?), why you hatin' on me? It is so easy to see Showin' signs of jealousy And I know it's not meant to be 'Cause you turned to a memory And you said you was down to ride But now you're my enemy Gettin' money, I'm gone on a chase Fuck a hoe, I be stackin' my cake (my cake) I'm no hero, they gave me the cape (the cape) First place when I finish the race (the race) In her room and she givin' me face When I nut, she gon' give me my space (my space) You a lame so you cannot relate (oh nah) Hittin' licks, had to hide from the jakes (jakes) Crack the code, then I open the safe (the safe) Get my money, then go out the way (the way) Charged up, I feel like triple-A (triple-A) Think she loyal, I'm fuckin' yo' bae (yo' thot) Let 'em talk, I don't care what they say (oh nah) Niggas pussy, be ridin' my wave (my wave) Ain't my nigga, then get off the stage (the stage) Kick that boy in his shit, Johnny Cage (Johnny Cage) Pom-pom ass nigga (whoa) Ol' Uncle Tom ass niggas (yeah) Boy, I don't wanna take a picture All these niggas talkin' all on Twitter (what?) Talkin' 'bout pullin' up with hittas You a goofy, just look at yo' image (yo' image) I'm in the game like a scrimmage (scrimmage) Stack it up, I can't let it diminish (oh nah) Ayy, I sip the lean in the car (car) My shooter rock out like guitars ('tars) Take his girl, and I'm breakin' her heart (heart) Me and Gabe, we be shinin' like stars (stars) Smokin' dope, I don't fuck with the bars (bars) I think I landed on Mars (Mars) They be hatin' 'cause we livin' large (large) Ayy, why you hatin' on me? (Me) It is so easy to see (see) Showin' signs of jealousy (oh-oh) And I know it's not meant to be (oh-oh) 'Cause you turned to a memory (oh-oh) And you said you was down to ride But now you're my enemy (my enemy) Ayy, and now you're my enemy (now you're my enemy) You said you was down to ride (ride) But you're not a friend of me (friend of me) In the game, like a referee (a referee) I'm just gettin' what's meant for me (what's meant for me) And they love to hate all the time (time) But these niggas pressed on me (oh-oh) And they tryna copy the swag (oh-oh) But they cannot get it from me (oh-oh) In the kitchen with recipes (oh-oh) Money long like a centipede (oh-oh) I got up and got it on my own (my own) Be faded with destiny (destiny) And I'ma go get all the money (money) And do this for my family (my family, ayy) Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, ayy, my enemy, he-heh
Writer(s): Kimetrius Foose, Amin Elamin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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