歌詞

Lalalala Lalalala Lalalala Lalalala Lalalala Lalalala Lalalala Lalalala After the function faded Hop In my whip get David's (yeah) Pull up to stu then blaze it All kinda vibes get naked (yeah) If you gotta dream then chase it If it got horses race it (Uhh) New black city but face it Living in a states that's racist (Yeah) I can see Clearer than lasik Kybella bitch gotta face lift (yeah) Ass lift new tits same drift but that bitch still a basic (yeah) And that Glizzy is make shift That Polymer 8 shit My young nigga spray shit Sip wok straight bitch And we up on scoreboard Feel like we made it Cops still shooting Fiends still shooting (yeah) I Don't do the looting But tell me who boosting (Yеah) They Watching my pockets Keep on assuming (Yeah) Hеll hath no fury Like a black woman fuming Something Like ya mom finding work in the room Damn I guess he moving out real soon She dont wanna lose him Pick out his tomb Held him in ya arms fed wit a silver spoon Charm wearing off as I look in the moon Air feeling thick as I wrote this in June Stuck in the crib Like I'm fresh out the womb Jump of the porch But I'm far from a coon Just left earth Too much too soon Audio book cause I don't read the room Talk my shit it's that Nigga named tune Black Bruce Wayne hands up like noon Feel my pain on tracks I zoom My Ahk need his shot on percs like Boone I could go pop get ya popped ballons I could get locked lay you down with a boom After the function faded Hop In my whip get David's (yeah) Pull up to stu then blaze it All kinda vibes get naked (yeah) If you gotta dream then chase it If it got horses race it (Uhh) New black city but face it Living in a states that's racist (Yeah) I can see Clearer than lasic Kybella bitch gotta face lift (yeah) Ass lift new tits same drift but that bitch still a basic (yeah) And that Glizzy is make shift That Polymer 8 shit My young nigga spray shit Sip wok straight bitch And we up on scoreboard Feel like we made it Safe spot pent house no where to found On the top floor Higher than Orlando brown Where the kids on playgrounds Fam carry Tre pounds Try'd to swag the sauce But you know it's water down Living like a king But you looking for ya crown? Niggas In the bing doing bids for the town When a black mans lost they gon put him in gown Fuck your Boule I got Buku rounds Me and Lonji at the Il Mulino Cancel Bitches and I feel like Nino Long Live Kobe and I'm sippin Vino Flipping samples and I feel like Preemo I used to get clowned for just being dark These woke bitches tryna tear me apart Im reving it up like I pushed to start They fucking with me cause I got the Heart Black.
Writer(s): Olatunji Olutomiwa Ige Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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