Lavish

Yeah yeah, Dee
Yeah yeah, yah
Yeah yeah, Moss

My niggas they know I'ma slide never been
Scared to ride we all tote them damn blammas
Smoking gas 'til I'm dizzy while loading
My glizzy and pourin' a deuce in a Fanta
Fuck her good off that molly and when i
Pull out she be shaking, she wet Tropicana
And she turn to a freak on that
Camera gotta nigga tryna hold her for ransom

My vision be dark and my vision be
Blurry you buck I send demons your way
The niggas I fuck with be killing shit please don't
Play me 'cause these niggas got death in they face
And if I feel good i won't call the hit
But don't call me 'cause yo' pack might get laced
Don't do the dash we do the chase sending
Niggas to space so can you just stay in your place

The life I am livin' is lavish
Illegal shit in this baggage
Sacking up grams with a bad bitch
And she do damage
While she stroking on my Jimmy she shimmy 'cause my pipe a savage
And my britches stay stuffed
She be eyeing me down and I tell the lil'
Bitch if she stare at me she gon' get fucked
And I tell the lil' bitch when I give her
This dick the last thing that I will do is cuff

I stay to myself 'cause the way I think
Make a nigga wanna pull out that tool
I peep everything so that should tell you
Dee Moss will never be labeled the fool
Been lost in the head since I moved from the
Stead 'cause the pain that I been through was cruel
Now it's fuck all the pain
Got success on my brain, when I walk in the club these hoes drool

The life I am livin is lavish
Illegal shit in this baggage
Sacking up grams with a bad bitch
And she do damage
While she stroking on my Jimmy she shimmy 'cause my pipe a savage
And my britches stay stuffed
She be eyeing me down and I tell the lil'
Bitch if she stare at me she gon' get fucked
And I tell the lil' bitch when I give her
This dick the last thing that I will do is cuff

My niggas they know I'ma slide never been
Scared to ride we all tote them damn blammas
Smoking gas 'til I'm dizzy while loading
My glizzy and pourin' a deuce in a Fanta
Fuck her good off that molly and when i
Pull out she be shaking, she wet Tropicana
And she turn to a freak on that
Camera gotta nigga tryna hold her for ransom

My vision be dark and my vision be
Blurry you buck I send demons your way
The niggas I fuck with be killing shit please don't
Play me 'cause these niggas got death in they face
And if I feel good i won't call the hit
But don't call me 'cause yo' pack might get laced
Don't do the dash we do the chase sending
Niggas to space so can you just stay in your place
Bitch

The life I am livin is lavish



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Writer(s): Demond Stewart, Demons Stewart
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