[Verse 1: Ambré Perkins] Still in New Orleans, still with my partnas All of my ex's keep track of my progress to see what I drop next I'm in the lobby, you know it's on yeah You know I'm grown yeah You know wassam when I get you alone yeah, get you alone You just tryna hang cause I'm next to blow And if I'm taking niggas down you the first to go Don't need no handouts shorty I'm from Hollygrove Tryna kick it with my lil yea and head out on the road I get it hot like a sauna All my niggas dominicana I'm getting brain like a scholar, he tryna do me the honor I think Ima pop one for you, drink one for you
[Hook] Young nigga preach Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach Young nigga preach Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach Young nigga preach Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach Young nigga preach Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach
[Verse 2: Kehlani] Still in Los Angeles, still tryna make it all happen Most people won't understand it Lucky I got me one out here selling ships like a captain I am convinced that these bitches are watching my movements and writing them down So I stop saying words, you'll just hear me on records like I'm on my way up right I'm damn sure not the lazy type yeah A new state every night I might just light the dank tonight yeah None of the mob is with the play play You know Ambré got folks here Going way way way way way Working hard until it's pay day Something 'bout all these mixtapes Man they charting like albums Underground's one thing Stadium music is how our shit sounding Bitches be all in they feelings these days, all in they feelings these days But we got a vision, we doing this shit cause it's bread to be made
[Hook: Kehlani]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
