Rockstars got on denim with a beanie hat
Livin' life large on the balcony of the cul-de-sac
Me and bro with munyun goin' back to back
Rather take some bullets to the chest before you takin' that
Tryna figure out what I'm gon' do
Tryna piece some shit together, but I don't know who
Know some niggas that was catchin' hats way back in school
Bro gon' flex the diamond piece, that boy actin' a fool
On top of the Marriott, the party started last night
It wasn't like this all the time, I had to get my sack right
Me and bro go band for band
Everyone go through some shit, I hope you understand
Everyone start usin' you when you gotta open hand
Watch my cousin go through shit that don't even matter
I ain't lyin', hit the cup too, I gotta check my bladder
Pick him up like a step-stool, or like a f*ckin' ladder
I ain't lyin', check the stat sheet, up 100 or better
Brodie reckless anger boilin' over like a f*ckin' kettle
I'ma hold that bitch with two hands, a grip on my lil' metal
Tell your business it's gon' pass hands, you better not f*ckin' tell em
All these pills, they need to go quick, you better f*ckin' sell em
Push the whip, damn hunnid catchin' up
I'ma walk around the house with the rifle, I don't give no f*ck
We got several blunts in here, the Marriott be lit as f*ck
Benji brought the pints in here, I know that he gon' pour em up
Left the Cuban links sitting at the crib, I know they got some rust
Heard y'all gettin' money over there, y'all look like one of us
Livin' next to brand new neighbors, they don't look like none of us
Only need about four-five bullets, all you gotta do is trust
Rockstars got on denim with a beanie hat
Livin' life large on the balcony of the cul-de-sac
Me and bro with munyun goin' back to back
Rather take some bullets to the chest before you takin' that
Tryna figure out what I'm gon' do
Tryna piece some shit together, but I don't know who
Know some niggas that was catchin' hats way back in school
Bro gon' flex the diamond piece, that boy actin' a fool
Lil ches - Marriot Lyrics
Lil ches - Marriot Lyrics
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Rockstars got on denim with a beanie hat
Livin' life large on the balcony of the cul-de-sac
Me and bro with munyun goin' back to back
Rather take some bullets to the chest before you takin' that
Tryna figure out what I'm gon' do
Tryna piece some shit together, but I don't know who
Know some niggas that was catchin' hats way back in school
Bro gon' flex the diamond piece, that boy actin' a fool
On top of the Marriott, the party started last night
It wasn't like this all the time, I had to get my sack right
Me and bro go band for band
Everyone go through some shit, I hope you understand
Everyone start usin' you when you gotta open hand
Watch my cousin go through shit that don't even matter
I ain't lyin', hit the cup too, I gotta check my bladder
Pick him up like a step-stool, or like a f*ckin' ladder
I ain't lyin', check the stat sheet, up 100 or better
Brodie reckless anger boilin' over like a f*ckin' kettle
I'ma hold that bitch with two hands, a grip on my lil' metal
Tell your business it's gon' pass hands, you better not f*ckin' tell em
All these pills, they need to go quick, you better f*ckin' sell em
Push the whip, damn hunnid catchin' up
I'ma walk around the house with the rifle, I don't give no f*ck
We got several blunts in here, the Marriott be lit as f*ck
Benji brought the pints in here, I know that he gon' pour em up
Left the Cuban links sitting at the crib, I know they got some rust
Heard y'all gettin' money over there, y'all look like one of us
Livin' next to brand new neighbors, they don't look like none of us
Only need about four-five bullets, all you gotta do is trust
Rockstars got on denim with a beanie hat
Livin' life large on the balcony of the cul-de-sac
Me and bro with munyun goin' back to back
Rather take some bullets to the chest before you takin' that
Tryna figure out what I'm gon' do
Tryna piece some shit together, but I don't know who
Know some niggas that was catchin' hats way back in school
Bro gon' flex the diamond piece, that boy actin' a fool
Livin' life large on the balcony of the cul-de-sac
Me and bro with munyun goin' back to back
Rather take some bullets to the chest before you takin' that
Tryna figure out what I'm gon' do
Tryna piece some shit together, but I don't know who
Know some niggas that was catchin' hats way back in school
Bro gon' flex the diamond piece, that boy actin' a fool
On top of the Marriott, the party started last night
It wasn't like this all the time, I had to get my sack right
Me and bro go band for band
Everyone go through some shit, I hope you understand
Everyone start usin' you when you gotta open hand
Watch my cousin go through shit that don't even matter
I ain't lyin', hit the cup too, I gotta check my bladder
Pick him up like a step-stool, or like a f*ckin' ladder
I ain't lyin', check the stat sheet, up 100 or better
Brodie reckless anger boilin' over like a f*ckin' kettle
I'ma hold that bitch with two hands, a grip on my lil' metal
Tell your business it's gon' pass hands, you better not f*ckin' tell em
All these pills, they need to go quick, you better f*ckin' sell em
Push the whip, damn hunnid catchin' up
I'ma walk around the house with the rifle, I don't give no f*ck
We got several blunts in here, the Marriott be lit as f*ck
Benji brought the pints in here, I know that he gon' pour em up
Left the Cuban links sitting at the crib, I know they got some rust
Heard y'all gettin' money over there, y'all look like one of us
Livin' next to brand new neighbors, they don't look like none of us
Only need about four-five bullets, all you gotta do is trust
Rockstars got on denim with a beanie hat
Livin' life large on the balcony of the cul-de-sac
Me and bro with munyun goin' back to back
Rather take some bullets to the chest before you takin' that
Tryna figure out what I'm gon' do
Tryna piece some shit together, but I don't know who
Know some niggas that was catchin' hats way back in school
Bro gon' flex the diamond piece, that boy actin' a fool
Writer: MaskedUp Entertainment
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