Déjà Vu

Sunday morning and I'm in la (la)
Wake up and throw water on my face
Zaza different smoke everyday (every day)
I'm having exotic for days
Smoking exotic for days
I'm the man when I look in the mirror
In a hellcat not a Camaro
If it's smoke then I'm on point like a arrow
I'm in Dior mike Amiri (mike Amiri)
All the pretty bitches wanna marry me
(Wanna marry)
I was just down bad buying zips ask pee pee
Now I'm fucking off on the bags like a fefe
Still fucking n****s hoes right off peachtree (indigo)
Still got these bitches on go
Still getting bags for the low

Still having bags for the low
No doubt in my mind I know I would make it
100 bags in the trunk can I trust you to drive
All bullshit aside
If you run off on the plug in real life you gone die
Can't believe his raps, he ain't got no felonies
N****s beefing on wax singing all melodies
Smoking real za this shit therapeutic
He say he a shooter only on call of duty
No bullshit, got clips like the movies
Flex on these n****s like the hoover's (fashoo)
Like a bitch Glock came with extensions (ruler)
Put a n***a six feet if he mention (mention) me
I don't play that
Put a red dot where you're brain at (woah)
Been folding shit like a laundromat
Been having fiens where the line at (line at)
N****s been hating where the line at (line at)
I'm in la I'm at cookies supply
Get the packs then I put them up in the sky
Whatever you need I can supply
Don't cap in my raps no I can not lie
Don't sneak diss me I'm not the guy
Give that boy wings yea that n***a gone fly
Why they envy me I don't know why
Got the game in a lock just like some pliers

Sunday morning and I'm in la (la)
Wake up and throw water on my face
Zaza different smoke everyday (every day)
I'm having exotic for days
Smoking exotic for days
I'm the man when i look in the mirror
In a hellcat not a Camaro
If it's smoke then I'm on point like a arrow
I'm in Dior mike Amiri (mike Amiri)
All the pretty bitches wanna marry me
(Wanna marry)
I was just down bad buying zips ask pee pee
Now I'm fucking off on the bags like a fefe
Still fucking n****s hoes
Right off peachtree (indigo)
Still got these bitches on go
Still getting bags for the low
Still having bags for the low

Still having bags for the low
Still fucking these hoes and they calling me bro
Still sending packs down the road
Only a matter of time before they free the bros
Riding twin coupes that's déjà vu
I'm in the booth she suck dick with no tooth
Bitches be plotting, gotta watch how I move
Pop me a addy and I get in my mode
Pop me a addy and I get in my groove
These n****s be hating debating my moves
Don't get it misconstrued I'll fire a n***a up
I was just down bad so I had to t up
Where was y'all n****s when I couldn't re up
I don't think you understand
Get in the booth no pen no pad
Little bitch said she fucked me
Yea I bet you wished you had
I didn't fuck the little bitch I just got the head (haha)
Just got the top
We pullup with mops (mops)
Shoot a n***a put his socks (socks)
Them bodies gone drop (drop)
No time tic toc (tic toc)
Might ice out my watch in the spring time
Who the fuck said you can't freeze time
Don't waste mine

Sunday morning and I'm in la (la)
Wake up and throw water on my face
Zaza different smoke everyday (every day)
I'm having exotic for days
Smoking exotic for days
I'm the man when I look in the mirror
In a hellcat not a Camaro
If it's smoke then I'm on point like a arrow
I'm in Dior mike Amiri (mike Amiri)
All the pretty bitches wanna marry me
(Wanna marry)
I was just down bad buying zips ask pee pee
Now I'm fucking off on the bags like a fefe
Still fucking n****s hoes
Right off peachtree (indigo)
Still got these bitches on go
Still getting bags for the low
Still having bags for the low



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Writer(s): Kevin Bailey
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