歌詞

Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers ELO ELO ELO This cookie exotic extreme I'm high up as venus I might tell her call up Serena Water on Water Katrina racked up like it's tennis no cap twenty thou on a visa I just pulled up with a diva she boujee it's Dusse or Henny she dont drink tequila Why these lil hoes they be leaching they say that it's cheaper to keep her, its cheaper to leave her Italian linen I'm clean as the preacher Cap in these niggas why i need no features No cap when I'm preaching these facts in your speakers Dolce & Gabbana on the back of my sneakers Did this on my own just like Ace from the cleaners Street nigga I still got A's from the teacher Stepped out on the floor why they hate from the bleachers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers I ship it off like a messenger Time to heat this bih up whats the temperature For some reason they all on my cellular I cant lose so dont be a competitor Whipping 392s not the Teslas Its a habit hustling on the regular Aint know that was your hoe better handle her She like how my neck look like a chandelier I meant how my neck look like a chandelier Dropped 2500 just on some gear I dont fuck with you niggas you not my peers Im ten steps ahead too far from the rear Eyes low but I see that shit clear Man above only man that i fear Leveled up we in two different tiers Lost so much just in two different years Now I hopped in my bag now I'm gone Aint no way I can cap in my songs Free Newburg til they send them all home Where I'm from gotta keep you a chrome All the hate and shit I dont condone GG4 smelling strong like cologne In my zone I cant pick up the phone Cant fuck with you lil niggas Im grown Self Made CEO ELO Capone This cookie exotic extreme I'm high up as venus I might tell her call up Serena Water on Water Katrina racked up like it's tennis no cap twenty thou on a visa I just pulled up with a diva she boujee it's Dusse or Henny she dont drink tequila Why these lil hoes they be leaching they say that it's cheaper to keep her, its cheaper to leave her Italian linen I'm clean as the preacher Cap in these niggas why i need no features No cap when I'm preaching these facts in your speakers Dolce & Gabbana on the back of my sneakers Did this on my own just like Ace from the cleaners Street nigga I still got A's from the teacher Stepped out on the floor why they hate from the bleachers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers We aint the same mane Im one of a kind You aint my slime you aint one of my guys Recognize real see the fake in disguise You'd think I was high all this pain in my eyes Wondering why they be telling these lies Aint no goodbyes straight to cutting these ties Momma say pray and always be wise I hope they dont test me get sent to the skies Always been smart never need a tutor Plus Im street smart keep a glock or a ruger These benjamin knots gave my pockets a tumor Got used to balling but I aint a hooper Cant go out sad gotta be here for my junior Cant go out bad I stay strapped like a trooper I do the dash Woo Woo Woo there's the trooper Cartier on I see wealth in my future I cannot cap this real life on the track I came in thru the back Loui V on my back Sharp as a tack these shoes cost me a rack Isend God my blessings he sending them back Feel like Im winning I need me a plaque Live life like a lineman I need me a sack Twin glocks right beside this Cody and Zack Got up ran it up like Usain on the track This cookie exotic extreme I'm high up as venus I might tell her call up Serena Water on Water Katrina racked up like it's tennis no cap twenty thou on a visa I just pulled up with a diva she boujee it's Dusse or Henny she dont drink tequila Why these lil hoes they be leaching they say that it's cheaper to keep her, its cheaper to leave her Italian linen I'm clean as the preacher Cap in these niggas why i need no features No cap when I'm preaching these facts in your speakers Dolce & Gabbana on the back of my sneakers Did this on my own just like Ace from the cleaners Street nigga I still got A's from the teacher Stepped out on the floor why they hate from the bleachers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers Rang the alarm it was too many sleepers Slide Slide Slide
Writer(s): Elijah Owens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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