Said she tryna get married, crossed a bitch like a fairy
Don't f*ck with her like dairy, weed strong like Terry
I'm with my friends its scary, you a bird like Larry
On your ass dingleberry, undercover like Perry
Yea im countin' all my cash, drivin' past in the fast lane
Baby drop them pants, throw them bands make that ass shake
Got too many grams, burn it throw it in the ashtray
Keep grindin' my craft, swear I gotta make it one day
I wake up in the A.M. then go stack up that cake
Layers gettin' too high can't get a slice on my plate
I can't f*ck with you lames, See right through you knew you were fake
You pollutin' my airways, bitch get out of my face
Funnel and sheets or gold leaf to you it's like a different language I speak
Hit it once twice maybe thrice, that shit take me all night
I beat it up like Mike Tyson, Barbara Streisand
Like an ape I go wild, Golden boy I'm the child
Whatchu talk is real loud, but you quite like a mouse
On the scene I pop out, make em play stack house
On the floor money piled, blue faces all around
It's like i'm in smurf town, peep me in the background
Fancy ass in my crown, said I smell like a pound
Bitch said I was hound, when all I count is hounds
Stack it make me proud
Stack it ice me out
Pop shit ya, pop shit ya
See me, see me
Yes I pop ya
Yea yea yea
I'm divin' in that mosh pit
On my crowd, on that stage really gettin' it
Joey baby Joey baby
Don't ya see me
Watchin watchin i'm on the big screen
Flexed up flexed up with the f*ckin' team
Pirate boys ballin' out hey f*ck you mean
Yea gettin' to that guap, high speed
Yea f*ckin' on that bih in these nikes
Yea wa wait wait
I make my check bleed
Yea yea yea I make that check bleed
Said she tryna get married, crossed a bitch like a fairy
Don't f*ck with her like dairy, weed strong like Terry
I'm with my friends its scary, you a bird like Larry
On your ass dingleberry, undercover like Perry
Conceited (feat. Young Joseph) Video (MV)
Performed By: Lusyd
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Benjamin Adams, Jordan Fletcher, Quinn Carline
Lusyd - Conceited (feat. Young Joseph) Lyrics
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Said she tryna get married, crossed a bitch like a fairy
Don't f*ck with her like dairy, weed strong like Terry
I'm with my friends its scary, you a bird like Larry
On your ass dingleberry, undercover like Perry
Yea im countin' all my cash, drivin' past in the fast lane
Baby drop them pants, throw them bands make that ass shake
Got too many grams, burn it throw it in the ashtray
Keep grindin' my craft, swear I gotta make it one day
I wake up in the A.M. then go stack up that cake
Layers gettin' too high can't get a slice on my plate
I can't f*ck with you lames, See right through you knew you were fake
You pollutin' my airways, bitch get out of my face
Funnel and sheets or gold leaf to you it's like a different language I speak
Hit it once twice maybe thrice, that shit take me all night
I beat it up like Mike Tyson, Barbara Streisand
Like an ape I go wild, Golden boy I'm the child
Whatchu talk is real loud, but you quite like a mouse
On the scene I pop out, make em play stack house
On the floor money piled, blue faces all around
It's like i'm in smurf town, peep me in the background
Fancy ass in my crown, said I smell like a pound
Bitch said I was hound, when all I count is hounds
Stack it make me proud
Stack it ice me out
Pop shit ya, pop shit ya
See me, see me
Yes I pop ya
Yea yea yea
I'm divin' in that mosh pit
On my crowd, on that stage really gettin' it
Joey baby Joey baby
Don't ya see me
Watchin watchin i'm on the big screen
Flexed up flexed up with the f*ckin' team
Pirate boys ballin' out hey f*ck you mean
Yea gettin' to that guap, high speed
Yea f*ckin' on that bih in these nikes
Yea wa wait wait
I make my check bleed
Yea yea yea I make that check bleed
Said she tryna get married, crossed a bitch like a fairy
Don't f*ck with her like dairy, weed strong like Terry
I'm with my friends its scary, you a bird like Larry
On your ass dingleberry, undercover like Perry
Don't f*ck with her like dairy, weed strong like Terry
I'm with my friends its scary, you a bird like Larry
On your ass dingleberry, undercover like Perry
Yea im countin' all my cash, drivin' past in the fast lane
Baby drop them pants, throw them bands make that ass shake
Got too many grams, burn it throw it in the ashtray
Keep grindin' my craft, swear I gotta make it one day
I wake up in the A.M. then go stack up that cake
Layers gettin' too high can't get a slice on my plate
I can't f*ck with you lames, See right through you knew you were fake
You pollutin' my airways, bitch get out of my face
Funnel and sheets or gold leaf to you it's like a different language I speak
Hit it once twice maybe thrice, that shit take me all night
I beat it up like Mike Tyson, Barbara Streisand
Like an ape I go wild, Golden boy I'm the child
Whatchu talk is real loud, but you quite like a mouse
On the scene I pop out, make em play stack house
On the floor money piled, blue faces all around
It's like i'm in smurf town, peep me in the background
Fancy ass in my crown, said I smell like a pound
Bitch said I was hound, when all I count is hounds
Stack it make me proud
Stack it ice me out
Pop shit ya, pop shit ya
See me, see me
Yes I pop ya
Yea yea yea
I'm divin' in that mosh pit
On my crowd, on that stage really gettin' it
Joey baby Joey baby
Don't ya see me
Watchin watchin i'm on the big screen
Flexed up flexed up with the f*ckin' team
Pirate boys ballin' out hey f*ck you mean
Yea gettin' to that guap, high speed
Yea f*ckin' on that bih in these nikes
Yea wa wait wait
I make my check bleed
Yea yea yea I make that check bleed
Said she tryna get married, crossed a bitch like a fairy
Don't f*ck with her like dairy, weed strong like Terry
I'm with my friends its scary, you a bird like Larry
On your ass dingleberry, undercover like Perry
Writer: Benjamin Adams, Jordan Fletcher, Quinn Carline
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid