ARTERIES (feat. Youngs Teflon)
Unruly
Light star, Mac 10's, and diamonds
Eat good, we ain't doin no shish
I ain't never put a skeng in a holster
I do it no order like mish
Kitchen the basement grillin' up fish
I'll never fall off, they wish
I'll never put trust in the H's
I already take too much risks
I leave the big man to show him my face, cuh
I ain't gotta pay for the food
You ain't gotta pay for the smoke that's free
I ain't gotta pay man to shoot
Bankrolls 'n' tracksuits
One also might see me in a suit
Weekday I be rags in the hoopties
Weekends might see me, no roof
Private party - Champagne to the face an' a Barbie
But ya BM doin' up mingle
How they broke and they singing out Cardi
You vs me that's practice
Me against you and what army?
Was a jouvie when I first grabbed handles
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
(All they told me was aim for the arteries.)
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
Aye
Pull up on them in a black car
They don't know I'm with my friends too
Couple kidneys in the back seat
My young jouvies in the Benz too
I got hookers in the V.I.P
Doing things they ain't meant to
Good girls turn to bad girls
(Doing things they ain't meant to)
No sugar wanna ride wit me
Even if I got pies with me
Make some sense she fly with me
New season in these 550s
Might go test drive the S550 (Might go test drive the S5)
If the phone rings twice it's cash
I really left school with muscle
Bunsen burners tryna do maths
When I stepped outside it was fryin'
Neighbours Oh my
My little bro's mad so they catch AM with the household appliance
Look, I'm really in the trenches, mud, ey
S got grabbed with the snub, hm
H got banged with the pump, vexed
Lookin at the sky like "Whats next"?
Off point in the whips to the hills, big tits and the batty's just mad
When she tell me I was the MCM
Shit I thought she was talking about packs
Private party - Champagne to the face an' a Barbie
But ya BM doin' up Mingle
How they broke and they singing up Cardi
You vs me that's practice
Me against you and what army?
Was a jouvie when I first grabbed handles
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
(All they told me was aim for the arteries)
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
All they told me was aim for the arteries
Light star, Mac 10's, and diamonds
Eat good, we ain't doin no shish
I ain't never put a skeng in a holster
I do it no order like mish
Kitchen the basement grillin' up fish
I'll never fall off, they wish
I'll never put trust in the H's
I already take too much risks
I leave the big man to show him my face, cuh
I ain't gotta pay for the food
You ain't gotta pay for the smoke that's free
I ain't gotta pay man to shoot
Bankrolls 'n' tracksuits
One also might see me in a suit
Weekday I be rags in the hoopties
Weekends might see me, no roof
Private party - Champagne to the face an' a Barbie
But ya BM doin' up mingle
How they broke and they singing out Cardi
You vs me that's practice
Me against you and what army?
Was a jouvie when I first grabbed handles
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
(All they told me was aim for the arteries.)
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
Aye
Pull up on them in a black car
They don't know I'm with my friends too
Couple kidneys in the back seat
My young jouvies in the Benz too
I got hookers in the V.I.P
Doing things they ain't meant to
Good girls turn to bad girls
(Doing things they ain't meant to)
No sugar wanna ride wit me
Even if I got pies with me
Make some sense she fly with me
New season in these 550s
Might go test drive the S550 (Might go test drive the S5)
If the phone rings twice it's cash
I really left school with muscle
Bunsen burners tryna do maths
When I stepped outside it was fryin'
Neighbours Oh my
My little bro's mad so they catch AM with the household appliance
Look, I'm really in the trenches, mud, ey
S got grabbed with the snub, hm
H got banged with the pump, vexed
Lookin at the sky like "Whats next"?
Off point in the whips to the hills, big tits and the batty's just mad
When she tell me I was the MCM
Shit I thought she was talking about packs
Private party - Champagne to the face an' a Barbie
But ya BM doin' up Mingle
How they broke and they singing up Cardi
You vs me that's practice
Me against you and what army?
Was a jouvie when I first grabbed handles
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
(All they told me was aim for the arteries)
All they told me was to aim for the arteries
All they told me was aim for the arteries
Credits
Writer(s): Olujimi Oladipupo Alao Aseru, Gerrard Kwabena Amfo-twenefo
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