Sense
Kamroc (Trauma Tone)
Wrists on wet, bitch, I'm wet, reppin' my set
VVS diamonds, they chokin' my neck
And I got a lil' B givin' me neck
Lil' mama piquin' my interest
Need my money with interest
I be in the streets, it's intense
Burnin' good loud behind tint
Water my chain, bitch, come get quenched
Musty ass gas, know you smell that stench
Sellin' loud bags just to pay my rent
Niggas be hatin', it don't make no sense
I ain't got lil' money, nigga, no Kim
Met a bad B, bae where you been?
Nigga we be throwed off, ain't got no sense
Started me a grow, I ain't been broke since
Runnin' from cops, had to jump the fence
Ain't talk to any of my niggas in the pen
Hop out, nigga had to change the VIN
Need a tractor trailer just to bring it in
Jewelry on my neck just danglin'
Jewelry shine like vibranium
I'ma put a stick to his cranium
Only real niggas in my radius
Told my homie, "Go weigh this up"
Only place, nigga, we goin' is up
Livin' this life, can't make this up
Heard yo' mixtape, yeah, nigga it suck
Came from the dirt, I had to wipe off dust
Shawty so bad she make a nigga lust
Took her to doctor and got her fixed up
I just had your girlfriend pick me up
Then I had your girlfriend drop me off
Hold on one sec, let me drop my top
I'ma go ahead and bust down my watch
Nigga be fly just like a hawk
Double R chalk-white like some chalk
All these rappers like, "Oh my god"
They like, "How much do he got?"
All these blues from sellin' pot
Found me a plug, connected the dots
Wanna ride around the city with me?
I'ma multiply my money times three
I got a check, no Nike
My life a movie, Spike Lee
Baby, we gon' fuck on sight
Killers, they with me, gon' shoot on sight
Niggas stayed down in the trap all night
Denim jean jacket, that shit Off-White
Told my nigga gon' be alright
Ain't no zebra but a nigga got stripes
Finna go board me a flight
I'ma enjoy lil' mama tonight
She gon' entice a nigga tonight
I just want my piece of the pie
Lookin' for a nigga? I ain't your guy
Rollie face blue just like the sky
I just want neck just like a tie
Got a French bitch just like a fry
And she in school just like DeVry
She just like study out there and get high
Wrists on wet, bitch, I'm wet, reppin' my set
VVS diamonds, they chokin' my neck
And I got a lil' B givin' me neck
Lil' mama piquin' my interest
Need my money with interest
I be in the streets, it's intense
Burnin' good loud behind tint
Water my chain, bitch, come get quenched
Musty ass gas, know you smell that stench
Sellin' loud bags just to pay my rent
Niggas be hatin', it don't make no sense
I ain't got lil' money, nigga, no Kim
Met a bad B, bae where you been?
Nigga we be throwed off, ain't got no sense
Started me a grow, I ain't been broke since
Runnin' from cops, had to jump the fence
Ain't talk to any of my niggas in the pen
Hop out, nigga had to change the VIN
Need a tractor trailer just to bring it in
Jewelry on my neck just danglin'
Jewelry shine like vibranium
I'ma put a stick to his cranium
Only real niggas in my radius
Told my homie, "Go weigh this up"
Only place, nigga, we goin' is up
Livin' this life, can't make this up
Heard yo' mixtape, yeah, nigga it suck
Came from the dirt, I had to wipe off dust
Shawty so bad she make a nigga lust
Took her to doctor and got her fixed up
I just had your girlfriend pick me up
Then I had your girlfriend drop me off
Hold on one sec, let me drop my top
I'ma go ahead and bust down my watch
Nigga be fly just like a hawk
Double R chalk-white like some chalk
All these rappers like, "Oh my god"
They like, "How much do he got?"
All these blues from sellin' pot
Found me a plug, connected the dots
Wanna ride around the city with me?
I'ma multiply my money times three
I got a check, no Nike
My life a movie, Spike Lee
Baby, we gon' fuck on sight
Killers, they with me, gon' shoot on sight
Niggas stayed down in the trap all night
Denim jean jacket, that shit Off-White
Told my nigga gon' be alright
Ain't no zebra but a nigga got stripes
Finna go board me a flight
I'ma enjoy lil' mama tonight
She gon' entice a nigga tonight
I just want my piece of the pie
Lookin' for a nigga? I ain't your guy
Rollie face blue just like the sky
I just want neck just like a tie
Got a French bitch just like a fry
And she in school just like DeVry
She just like study out there and get high
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Jones, Tysen Bolding, John Jr.
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