Tojzae - ELEVATOR MUSIC (feat. 3day) Lyrics

Tommy Hill's these some slip on's
I stay by a bag like my name was Blitzen
I haven't seen a deer I must be up in Cleveland
I'm like a giant tree in a storm bitch I'm calm
F*ck some yeezy's rock balenciaga like a homeless person
All black lookin' like a different person
If you owe me money them rasta's shooting caps back it's on purpose
You ain't nvr gone see me nigga I'm a ghost in person
Call me Mr. Scrape The Pot I did it on purpose
Half these nigga's know they lying man they know they purpin
We're pulling up late night man u know we lurkin
Like a vampire we getting this shit closed curtains
I f*cked a bitch on the floor now I got carpet burn
I don't f*ck with white hoes they got hella germs
I know this nigga Titus he's lightskin he gotta perm
So is he Prince or is he Charlie Murphy?
I'll smack tf outta nigga like Charlie Murphy
I don't play no games bitch u know u hurting
Dawg shtt in my pockets it's a light 30
Bitch came wanted alright
Bitch came wanted to f*ck it's only 5:30
Dawg got some dogshtt but ain't tryna spend boy this nigga greedy
I ain't fw these nigga's man they all obscene
If you rly wanna see what I seen it's a murder scene
Dropped some good dog in pot need some Mr. Clean
Bitch wanna f*ck huh go head up and clean
Dawg said he want some shit he gotta come buy it
And I ain't fronting shit nigga I know yo ass lying
50 bows on me now I'm finna flight they ass
Bitch said she wanna fwm I might fight her ass
Plug rly love a nigga he overnight the bag
I got dogshtt ina Nike bag
My brother ain't have no phone I had to Skype his ass
Bitch tried to turn up on me like the nigga w the mask
Bitch rly got the fastest ass
All it took was 3 minutes and she throwing ass
It was a pop fly I had to catch
Yo bitch tried to fwm that's a stretch
Dawg keep talkin' out his turn I told him watch your stretch
I'm fw this girl name Lassie she's my pet
Bitch keep talkin might just hit her with a bean bag
Dawg keep runnin' down my street he gone get toe tagged
Bitch keep fw them nigga's lame asl ain't got no bag
I just turned up on these nigga's I got a big bag
Rollie on my wrist it cost a big tag
Pulled up off the lot this a paper tag
This is not no Jag this a lamb truck nigga
F*ckn on your hoe she a slut nigga
This first settlement but u ain't got insurance wimme
The bag come in gotta get insurance wit it
And your bitch wanna f*ck it's reoccurrence nigga
Alright
Back to the purple but I'm sippin' red too
And I f*cked on your bitch I got the head too
Had to pass it to lil bro he need some head too
Shit I need some bread too
Hit that route a couple times got some alright
Hit that route a couple times I might've caught the bird flu