Antipasto (feat. Mk1)
Yeah
I just came for the bag
Girl
I'm wit you cOs you bad
Yeah
You driving me crazy
But
I'm still in love with you baby
What can I say
Love to party
And I love to get paid
Stream my shit
Cos I love to get plays
Ahead of the pack
Cos Im always first place
Yeah I'm coming fast
Like sueco
The child, no Draco
Crowned myself king,
Cos I'm fucking with Plato
Digesto that shit, antipasto
Don't mess with my shit cOs I'm hostile
Yeah put my hand on the throttle
Full speed, make art like Picasso
Yeah all these sheep wanna follow
They don't I'm a wolf
At their throats like I'm Pablo
Yeah these tips are all hollow
She don't spit she just swallows
All these tears, I'm drowning in sorrows
I'm the leader, yeah everyone follows
They ask when I'm gone have a hit
I tell them that I'm only a kid
I got plenty of years to blow big
Years to make this my full time gig
Yeah
I just came for the bag
Girl
I'm wit you cOs you bad
Yeah
You driving me crazy
But
I'm still in love with you baby
What can I say
Love to party,
And I love to get paid
Stream my shit
Cos I love to get plays
Ahead of the pack
Cos Im always first place
Check my bank, see k's
Like I'm Louis
Went to the store
Bought some new Gucci
Looking up, its divine beauty
Heavens send, clouds looking gloomy
I can't see her though
Yeah I can't see the hoe
Fog block my vision
Seemed to forget my mission
With your permission
I aim to fly sky high
As I reach the top
Numbers don't lie
Yeah confident I'm gone make it
Keep my spot on the walk of fame vacant
They keep telling me that's a bold statement
Promise I don't lie as I wait patient
One day they won't be able to catch me
Flame burns bright, yeah that's the key
Tell me, what you gone do to me?
Uncontrollable, they won't ever stop me
Yeah,
Pulling up in the Audi
Got all these bitches
Asking "can you shout me"
Yeah
Lyrics sent from divine god
Pull up
Pull up
With the fucking squad
I ain't made of money no
Money ain't a problem tho
Always roll with these hoes
Yeah you know how it goes
Yeah
I'm coming for the first place
You know
I always win the fucking race
Yeah me and goon fly sky high
On the way to Serbia, no lie
We drinking rakia
We drinking henny
Pour the shots up
We got plenty
I ain't drinking from the well
I ain't treat my liver well
You know I will go to hell
From the heavens, yeah I fell
Pray to god for forgiveness
I promise, god as my witness
I just came for the bag
Girl
I'm wit you cOs you bad
Yeah
You driving me crazy
But
I'm still in love with you baby
What can I say
Love to party
And I love to get paid
Stream my shit
Cos I love to get plays
Ahead of the pack
Cos Im always first place
Yeah I'm coming fast
Like sueco
The child, no Draco
Crowned myself king,
Cos I'm fucking with Plato
Digesto that shit, antipasto
Don't mess with my shit cOs I'm hostile
Yeah put my hand on the throttle
Full speed, make art like Picasso
Yeah all these sheep wanna follow
They don't I'm a wolf
At their throats like I'm Pablo
Yeah these tips are all hollow
She don't spit she just swallows
All these tears, I'm drowning in sorrows
I'm the leader, yeah everyone follows
They ask when I'm gone have a hit
I tell them that I'm only a kid
I got plenty of years to blow big
Years to make this my full time gig
Yeah
I just came for the bag
Girl
I'm wit you cOs you bad
Yeah
You driving me crazy
But
I'm still in love with you baby
What can I say
Love to party,
And I love to get paid
Stream my shit
Cos I love to get plays
Ahead of the pack
Cos Im always first place
Check my bank, see k's
Like I'm Louis
Went to the store
Bought some new Gucci
Looking up, its divine beauty
Heavens send, clouds looking gloomy
I can't see her though
Yeah I can't see the hoe
Fog block my vision
Seemed to forget my mission
With your permission
I aim to fly sky high
As I reach the top
Numbers don't lie
Yeah confident I'm gone make it
Keep my spot on the walk of fame vacant
They keep telling me that's a bold statement
Promise I don't lie as I wait patient
One day they won't be able to catch me
Flame burns bright, yeah that's the key
Tell me, what you gone do to me?
Uncontrollable, they won't ever stop me
Yeah,
Pulling up in the Audi
Got all these bitches
Asking "can you shout me"
Yeah
Lyrics sent from divine god
Pull up
Pull up
With the fucking squad
I ain't made of money no
Money ain't a problem tho
Always roll with these hoes
Yeah you know how it goes
Yeah
I'm coming for the first place
You know
I always win the fucking race
Yeah me and goon fly sky high
On the way to Serbia, no lie
We drinking rakia
We drinking henny
Pour the shots up
We got plenty
I ain't drinking from the well
I ain't treat my liver well
You know I will go to hell
From the heavens, yeah I fell
Pray to god for forgiveness
I promise, god as my witness
Credits
Writer(s): John Pedler
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