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xeshda - Light-year Lyrics



xeshda - Light-year Lyrics




My dope in the bushes (Turn up)
My dope in the bushes (Hold up)
I know how to cook it (Cook it)
My bitch good looking (Woo)
My bitch good looking (Hold up)
My bitch good looking (I swear)
My dope in the bushes, I know how to cook it
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I did the digital dash (I did it)
I f*cked that bitch on the passenger (One hundred)
I gave that junky a blast (One hundred)
I sell that dope to your mama, though (Your mama)
Hot on the street like thermometers (Thermometers)
You rats'll never be honorable (F*ck 'em)
They know I'ma keep that my word (Yeah)
I hustle the first to the first (Future)

These bitches be naggin' the kid (F*ck 'em)
They get on my motherf*ckin' nerves (My motherf*ckin' nerves)
I showed up with racks and they love me (They love me)
I'm smokin' that pack and on muddy (That gushy)
Taliban on these hoes (Hoes)
Give a Xan' to these hoes (These hoes)
Got 'em playing with they nose (Yeah)
I sleep on a beach off the avenue (The avenue)
I came to your city with revenue (Miami)
I put in work, it was evident (It was)
I slide on your ass in a seven-deuce (I slide on 'em)
Come back on your bitch in a six-trey (Woo)
Chevy, Mercedes, I keep 'em comin' (Keep 'em comin')
F*ck all these bitches, I keep 'em comin' (Foreign)
I pull up right now, I'm parallel (Skrrt)

I hit your block with them swangers (I hit 'em)
My niggas ain't nothin' but some bangers (Throw up)
I sit in the trap with the gangsters
These niggas can't come around here 'cause it's dangerous (Wizard)
I be hangin' 'round here and I'm famous (Wizard)
Gotta keep the trigger by my finger (My finger)
Hit her sideways when I banged her (I f*cked)
In the driveway on a Perc' (A Perc')
I was sideways on a Perc' (Pour up)
Had a stick on me, that's a first (Yeah)
Got your bitch on me gettin' murked (Let's get it)
I post up and that's confident (That's confident)
I boast up in a drop six (Drop six)
Had a Ghost Royce and I pop shit (Pop shit)
I'm a dope boy with that car trip (Yeah)
I came in the game, I had crack on me (I had crack on me)
Got Bape on my back with some Act' on me (Act')
I'm single and shit, now she latch on me (I'm single)
I told 'em I'm back, I'm a bachelor (I'm back)
I get focused on millions and everything (Focused)
I just took me a trip out to Africa (Africa)
See how we came from the mud and the bottom, we did it (Bottom, we did it, we did it, woo)

I see how they counted us out, bet they never gon' do it again (Freebandz)
You see why these niggas be hatin', ignorin', I'm goin' right in (Yeah)
I was born to get this money in this life of sin (Life of sin)
I poured up before they got my dawg on murder again (Murder)
See the fire come out the ass on the Lamborghini (Skrrt)
When you say you love a nigga, do you really mean it? (No)
When I was sleepin' on the floor, you should see how they treated me (Hah)
I pour the Actavis, pop pills so I can fight the demons (Oh)

I did the digital dash (F*ck)
I f*cked that bitch on the passenger (F*ck)
I gave that junky a blast (Blast)
I sell that dope to your mama, though (Mama)
Hot on the street like thermometers (Thermometers)
You rats'll never be honorable (F*ck 'em)
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My dope in the bushes (Turn up)
My dope in the bushes (Hold up)
I know how to cook it (Cook it)
My bitch good looking (Woo)
My bitch good looking (Hold up)
My bitch good looking (I swear)
My dope in the bushes, I know how to cook it
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I did the digital dash (I did it)
I f*cked that bitch on the passenger (One hundred)
I gave that junky a blast (One hundred)
I sell that dope to your mama, though (Your mama)
Hot on the street like thermometers (Thermometers)
You rats'll never be honorable (F*ck 'em)
They know I'ma keep that my word (Yeah)
I hustle the first to the first (Future)

These bitches be naggin' the kid (F*ck 'em)
They get on my motherf*ckin' nerves (My motherf*ckin' nerves)
I showed up with racks and they love me (They love me)
I'm smokin' that pack and on muddy (That gushy)
Taliban on these hoes (Hoes)
Give a Xan' to these hoes (These hoes)
Got 'em playing with they nose (Yeah)
I sleep on a beach off the avenue (The avenue)
I came to your city with revenue (Miami)
I put in work, it was evident (It was)
I slide on your ass in a seven-deuce (I slide on 'em)
Come back on your bitch in a six-trey (Woo)
Chevy, Mercedes, I keep 'em comin' (Keep 'em comin')
F*ck all these bitches, I keep 'em comin' (Foreign)
I pull up right now, I'm parallel (Skrrt)

I hit your block with them swangers (I hit 'em)
My niggas ain't nothin' but some bangers (Throw up)
I sit in the trap with the gangsters
These niggas can't come around here 'cause it's dangerous (Wizard)
I be hangin' 'round here and I'm famous (Wizard)
Gotta keep the trigger by my finger (My finger)
Hit her sideways when I banged her (I f*cked)
In the driveway on a Perc' (A Perc')
I was sideways on a Perc' (Pour up)
Had a stick on me, that's a first (Yeah)
Got your bitch on me gettin' murked (Let's get it)
I post up and that's confident (That's confident)
I boast up in a drop six (Drop six)
Had a Ghost Royce and I pop shit (Pop shit)
I'm a dope boy with that car trip (Yeah)
I came in the game, I had crack on me (I had crack on me)
Got Bape on my back with some Act' on me (Act')
I'm single and shit, now she latch on me (I'm single)
I told 'em I'm back, I'm a bachelor (I'm back)
I get focused on millions and everything (Focused)
I just took me a trip out to Africa (Africa)
See how we came from the mud and the bottom, we did it (Bottom, we did it, we did it, woo)

I see how they counted us out, bet they never gon' do it again (Freebandz)
You see why these niggas be hatin', ignorin', I'm goin' right in (Yeah)
I was born to get this money in this life of sin (Life of sin)
I poured up before they got my dawg on murder again (Murder)
See the fire come out the ass on the Lamborghini (Skrrt)
When you say you love a nigga, do you really mean it? (No)
When I was sleepin' on the floor, you should see how they treated me (Hah)
I pour the Actavis, pop pills so I can fight the demons (Oh)

I did the digital dash (F*ck)
I f*cked that bitch on the passenger (F*ck)
I gave that junky a blast (Blast)
I sell that dope to your mama, though (Mama)
Hot on the street like thermometers (Thermometers)
You rats'll never be honorable (F*ck 'em)
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Writer: Nayvadius Cash
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Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Nayvadius Cash

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