Here to stay so pave the way
You get in my way
I got a nigga that go bang
For a small gesture
And I only smoke pressure
Love the sour flavor
But it irritates my neighbor
I gotta get high
While I get fly
Sorry for the inconvenience
I'm just that type
Never wore Gucci Louie or Prada
Or Balenciaga's
But I'm still a fly god
Got some P6000 Nike products
And I come straight fire something minor
Got some red tims with the top black band
Got yo bitch at my neck
She looking like a fan, she stay on my Instagram
You either with me or against let's be honest
Won't change for a soul put that on my momma
I Just want my Rollie gold call it perfect timing
You have now witness greatest at its finest
I'm not playing fair and my flow impeccable
ItS embedded in me and I didn't even know
I'm Going be legendary watch me as i f*cking blow
Ice cold as February
You would of thought I push the snow
Than again never know
They try to swervo in lane but they copy cats
And I ain't never been a lame bitch that's f*cking facts
If I spit it than I live it
Ain't no front in that
Can't let nothing hold me back
It's just the confidence and My swag astonishing
And I got the fire fit so you know it's going be lit
Crack open the dussè
Pour it in with the lemonade
And you know we gone get paid
Shout out to my boy M-A
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Here to stay so pave the way
You get in my way
I got a nigga that go bang
For a small gesture
And I only smoke pressure
Love the sour flavor
But it irritates my neighbor
I gotta get high
While I get fly
Sorry for the inconvenience
I'm just that type
Never wore Gucci Louie or Prada
Or Balenciaga's
But I'm still a fly god
Got some P6000 Nike products
And I come straight fire something minor
Got some red tims with the top black band
Got yo bitch at my neck
She looking like a fan, she stay on my Instagram
You either with me or against let's be honest
Won't change for a soul put that on my momma
I Just want my Rollie gold call it perfect timing
You have now witness greatest at its finest
I'm not playing fair and my flow impeccable
ItS embedded in me and I didn't even know
I'm Going be legendary watch me as i f*cking blow
Ice cold as February
You would of thought I push the snow
Than again never know
They try to swervo in lane but they copy cats
And I ain't never been a lame bitch that's f*cking facts
If I spit it than I live it
Ain't no front in that
Can't let nothing hold me back
It's just the confidence and My swag astonishing
And I got the fire fit so you know it's going be lit
Crack open the dussè
Pour it in with the lemonade
And you know we gone get paid
Shout out to my boy M-A
You get in my way
I got a nigga that go bang
For a small gesture
And I only smoke pressure
Love the sour flavor
But it irritates my neighbor
I gotta get high
While I get fly
Sorry for the inconvenience
I'm just that type
Never wore Gucci Louie or Prada
Or Balenciaga's
But I'm still a fly god
Got some P6000 Nike products
And I come straight fire something minor
Got some red tims with the top black band
Got yo bitch at my neck
She looking like a fan, she stay on my Instagram
You either with me or against let's be honest
Won't change for a soul put that on my momma
I Just want my Rollie gold call it perfect timing
You have now witness greatest at its finest
I'm not playing fair and my flow impeccable
ItS embedded in me and I didn't even know
I'm Going be legendary watch me as i f*cking blow
Ice cold as February
You would of thought I push the snow
Than again never know
They try to swervo in lane but they copy cats
And I ain't never been a lame bitch that's f*cking facts
If I spit it than I live it
Ain't no front in that
Can't let nothing hold me back
It's just the confidence and My swag astonishing
And I got the fire fit so you know it's going be lit
Crack open the dussè
Pour it in with the lemonade
And you know we gone get paid
Shout out to my boy M-A
Writer: Shadeia Cook
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid