Translucent
Say I ain't the nigga who told you this
Baby girl, I thought you been knew it
Sippin' good lean, that good fluid
He wanna be me, but he can't do it
The gas got me seein' translucent
All I get is dubs, I ain't losin'
In a Beamer, and I stay cruisin'
In a Beamer, and I stay zoomin'
I ain't fuckin' that ho, but I could do it
Wearing Nike, yeah, I just do it
Ha, what is he wearing? He lookin' so fruitless
Ha, what is she doing? She looking so stupid
She calling my phone, she know I ain't stupid
Say she wanna kick it, girl I been knew it
Gettin' this guap got 'em lookin' so mad
Walk in YSL, don't look at the tag
Soulja Boy, I need a Soulja Brat
We fuck in the coupe, yeah, we up in that Jag
Notice me when I walk up in Saks
His pockets low, yeah he looking so sad
That'll never be me, I ain't goin' out sad
I'm sippin' on lean, I'm startin' to look fat
I'm chasin' the cheese, just like I'm a rat
I can't fuck with him, 'cause I know he a rat
And know I ain't leaving, just come to my pad
Can't take you in public because you too bad
Can't afford it, man that is too bad
My ex call my phone, she miss what we had
Baby girl, well that is too sad
I'm movin' forward, girl I can't look back
What is you thinking? Look into my eyes
I can't even think, because I'm too high
Hop in the Beamer, let's go for a ride
Ain't sucking dick, then hell no you can't slide
Pussy so wet, damn near thought I could slide
Flee as fuck, bitch, I'm fresher than Tide
Businessman, need a suit and tie
Sippin' lean, I might just pollute and die
I ain't fuckin' that ho, she a friend of mine
But I'm fuckin' on a friend of hers
Ain't worried bout him, in my bag like a purse
That pussy so bad, she so bad like a curse
Can't fuck with niggas, 'cause they wish me the worst
I hop on a beat and I just do my verse
Don't talk to me if you ain't coppin' a verse
I'm a hot boy, I might make me some-
Say I ain't the nigga who told you this
Baby girl, I thought you been knew it
Sippin' good lean, that good fluid
He wanna be me, but he can't do it
The gas got me seein' translucent
All I get is dubs, I ain't losin'
In a Beamer, and I stay cruisin'
In a Beamer, and I stay zoomin'
I ain't fuckin' that ho, but I could do it
Wearing Nike, yeah, I just do it
Ha, what is he wearing? He lookin' so fruitless
Ha, what is she doing? She looking so stupid
She calling my phone, she know I ain't stupid
Say she wanna kick it, girl I been knew it
Baby girl, I thought you been knew it
Sippin' good lean, that good fluid
He wanna be me, but he can't do it
The gas got me seein' translucent
All I get is dubs, I ain't losin'
In a Beamer, and I stay cruisin'
In a Beamer, and I stay zoomin'
I ain't fuckin' that ho, but I could do it
Wearing Nike, yeah, I just do it
Ha, what is he wearing? He lookin' so fruitless
Ha, what is she doing? She looking so stupid
She calling my phone, she know I ain't stupid
Say she wanna kick it, girl I been knew it
Gettin' this guap got 'em lookin' so mad
Walk in YSL, don't look at the tag
Soulja Boy, I need a Soulja Brat
We fuck in the coupe, yeah, we up in that Jag
Notice me when I walk up in Saks
His pockets low, yeah he looking so sad
That'll never be me, I ain't goin' out sad
I'm sippin' on lean, I'm startin' to look fat
I'm chasin' the cheese, just like I'm a rat
I can't fuck with him, 'cause I know he a rat
And know I ain't leaving, just come to my pad
Can't take you in public because you too bad
Can't afford it, man that is too bad
My ex call my phone, she miss what we had
Baby girl, well that is too sad
I'm movin' forward, girl I can't look back
What is you thinking? Look into my eyes
I can't even think, because I'm too high
Hop in the Beamer, let's go for a ride
Ain't sucking dick, then hell no you can't slide
Pussy so wet, damn near thought I could slide
Flee as fuck, bitch, I'm fresher than Tide
Businessman, need a suit and tie
Sippin' lean, I might just pollute and die
I ain't fuckin' that ho, she a friend of mine
But I'm fuckin' on a friend of hers
Ain't worried bout him, in my bag like a purse
That pussy so bad, she so bad like a curse
Can't fuck with niggas, 'cause they wish me the worst
I hop on a beat and I just do my verse
Don't talk to me if you ain't coppin' a verse
I'm a hot boy, I might make me some-
Say I ain't the nigga who told you this
Baby girl, I thought you been knew it
Sippin' good lean, that good fluid
He wanna be me, but he can't do it
The gas got me seein' translucent
All I get is dubs, I ain't losin'
In a Beamer, and I stay cruisin'
In a Beamer, and I stay zoomin'
I ain't fuckin' that ho, but I could do it
Wearing Nike, yeah, I just do it
Ha, what is he wearing? He lookin' so fruitless
Ha, what is she doing? She looking so stupid
She calling my phone, she know I ain't stupid
Say she wanna kick it, girl I been knew it
Credits
Writer(s): Deante Adam Johnson, Dyhahji Swales
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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