Letra
This what they been waiting on
My nights go fast, and my days are long
Remember the days they wouldn't play my song
Now i pull up they all sing along, goddamn
Smoking on loud yeah the fragrance strong
Beamz pull up we gone blaze the bong
Adi on the beat this my favorite one
Handsome but a handful
Lil bitch wanna copy my dance moves
Sipping jack Daniels by the handle
Last bitch i had bitch got cancelled
Ima Gemini not a cancer
Putting on a show put your hands up
Life on the road get ya bands up
This ain't happen overnight bitch i had to take chances
Everything that i did i planned it
I'm feeling outstanding
I don't think you understand it
He just wanna talk to Sampson
Half baked no Xanax
That shit put u down can't stand it
I'm feeling good but I'm damaged
Oh babygirl please don't panic
She got drugs inside her noggin
I can see it in her nose
I swear all she do is party
You know she ain't got a soul
I want u to touch all on my body
I wanna feel u in my bones
We might get a little rowdy
You know we ain't going home
Sinning with my syndicates
Sipping on something cinnamon
Dipping off in a Benz again
Whipping it like a crazy man
I collect my dividends
I love the adrenaline
You don't get him ima get him then
We get it in in Cleveland
Sinning with my syndicates
Sipping on something cinnamon
Dipping off in a Benz again
Whipping it like a crazy man
I collect my dividends
I love the adrenaline
You don't get him ima get him then
We get it in in Cleveland
Getting so throwed he don't know where he at
He's a lost soul he ain't about to make it back
Homie that's a long road are u sure ur down with that
Now my trigger finger itching and we made this all from scratch
Better grasp that thought
Put your face down south
And your ass up north
Better pass that torch
And I'm coming full force
Better close them doors
Cuz the big bad wolf ain't playing no more
And I'm sick of all the jibber jab
About this and that
And whose bitch is bad and whose whip is fast
I been sitting back and now all y'all motherfuckers kiss my ass
Cuz all of y'all rap the same
I'm in the passing lane about to pass you lames
And she's fascinated with the bags of cane
Nowadays you ain't even gotta ask my name
That's L O U D Z
Capeesh ima beast every time that i speak
I rhyme so unique and ima fine in the streets
She a dime and a freak i get mine then i leave
She got drugs inside her noggin
I can see it in her nose
I swear all she do is party
You know she aint got a soul
I want u to touch all on my body
I wanna feel u in my bones
We might get a little rowdy
You know we ain't going home
Sinning with my syndicates
Sipping on something cinnamon
Dipping off in a Benz again
Whipping it like a crazy man
I collect my dividends
I love the adrenaline
You don't get him ima get him then
We get it in in Cleveland
Sinning with my syndicates
Sipping on something cinnamon
Dipping off in a Benz again
Whipping it like a crazy man
I collect my dividends
I love the adrenaline
You don't get him ima get him then
We get it in in Cleveland
Getting so throwed he don't know where he at
He's a lost soul he ain't about to make it back
Homie that's a long road are u sure ur down with that
Now my trigger finger itching and we made this all from scratch
Writer(s): Justin Lawrentz
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