[Intro] Ayy What song? (Damn son, where'd ya find this?) Steez Ayy Ayy
[Verse 1] Had to cut these bitches off and honestly I feel so weak Niggas lyin’ and they takin’ all the sauce from my steez Told that bitch I need some space and some time to fuckin’ breathe Had to get my mind right And get this money by the night Diamonds on my neck and it’s hurtin’ ‘cause the frost bites I’ma go, I’ma get it I won’t run from my dreams If I can, I’ma steal it With my mothafuckin’ beam All I’m needin’ is the money and that paper colored green (ayy)
[Verse 2] All I do is talk this guap, bitch, I’m fuckin’ guapanese I’m a gardener with a sniper, hidden in the fuckin’ tree I’m a wavy nigga walkin’ all across the fuckin’ sea Got my weapons in my bag Hidden in the front seat Bitches sleepin’ in my bed While I’m makin’ all these plates Bitch, I’m zooted, I can’t see, smokin’ on this purple haze All this smoke in my eyes, I can’t see this fuckin’ hate In the end, I wear Supreme with my Gucci purple shades Ayy In the end, I wear Supreme with my Gucci purple shades Yeah
[Outro] Had to cut these bitches off and honestly I feel so weak Niggas lyin’ and they takin’ all the sauce from my steez Told that bitch I need some space and some time to fuckin’ breathe Had to get my mind right And get this money by the night Diamonds on my neck and it’s hurtin’ ‘cause the frost bites I’ma go, I’ma get it I won’t run from my dreams If I can, I’ma steal it With my mothafuckin’ beamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
