Elusive
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy you know I'm elusive
The Circle and money, to me that's important
My car is imported, my wrist got imported
She try to come join me, I keep that shit different
I'm never conformin'
I keep that shit Louis, you know what I'm sportin'
I keep that shit MJ, we fucked in some Jordans
We ride 'round the city in back-to-back Porsches
It's me and three ladies, we havin' an orgy
Fuck it, I think I'ma swipe 'til I'm 40
I walked into VLIVE and Magic, it's stormin'
I bought all this ice so you cannot ignore me
I bought a McLaren and sat it on Forgis
I want the juices and berry, no Gordy
I don't need no engineer to record me
Purchased a G Wagen, that's for my shorty
Rappers ain't safe, so my mama ain't worried
I told my mama I'd kill if I gotta
I promise you that you ain't takin' nada
My girl on the bed drinkin' piña colada
My car is a 'Vette but I had an Impala, I count up the dollars
I told her don't spit it out, you better swallow
I love when I hit from the back and she holler
I need me a launching bad 'cause I got choppers
I'm havin' that bread, I be havin' that guala
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy you know I'm elusive
Ain't chasin' these women, I'm hurtin' they feelings
I'm makin' a killing, I'm tryna get millions
I'm juicin', I'm cleansin', they hatin', I sense it
You name it, I did it, they copy, they mimic
These streets can get wicked, I'm countin' my riches
I'm gettin' that money, I'm turnin' down bitches
I had to wise up, had to cut off some niggas
I keep buyin' pistols, I keep buyin' Louis
I keep buyin' houses, I keep buyin' jewelry
My Bully a merle but my Frenchie a fluffy
I'm probably gon' make me a quarter from puppies
We fill up the trailer and keep that shit truckin'
We shoot that shit first so there's no need for duckin'
She just a thottie, ain't no need to cuff her
My apartment a jungle, my reefer is musty
My girl is a queen, you gon' die if you touch her
We apes in the jungle, we ready to rumble
We hang with the lions and bears and the gators
We trap in Dekalb, got a house in Decatur
We count up the paper, that Za' is my fragrance
I'm gainin' this wisdom, I'm havin' some vision
My partner's in prison, I pray that I see him
I got the blueprint, you know I be teachin'
He plannin' on robbin' us, we leave him leakin'
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy you know I'm elusive
She'll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy you know I'm elusive
The Circle and money, to me that's important
My car is imported, my wrist got imported
She try to come join me, I keep that shit different
I'm never conformin'
I keep that shit Louis, you know what I'm sportin'
I keep that shit MJ, we fucked in some Jordans
We ride 'round the city in back-to-back Porsches
It's me and three ladies, we havin' an orgy
Fuck it, I think I'ma swipe 'til I'm 40
I walked into VLIVE and Magic, it's stormin'
I bought all this ice so you cannot ignore me
I bought a McLaren and sat it on Forgis
I want the juices and berry, no Gordy
I don't need no engineer to record me
Purchased a G Wagen, that's for my shorty
Rappers ain't safe, so my mama ain't worried
I told my mama I'd kill if I gotta
I promise you that you ain't takin' nada
My girl on the bed drinkin' piña colada
My car is a 'Vette but I had an Impala, I count up the dollars
I told her don't spit it out, you better swallow
I love when I hit from the back and she holler
I need me a launching bad 'cause I got choppers
I'm havin' that bread, I be havin' that guala
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy you know I'm elusive
Ain't chasin' these women, I'm hurtin' they feelings
I'm makin' a killing, I'm tryna get millions
I'm juicin', I'm cleansin', they hatin', I sense it
You name it, I did it, they copy, they mimic
These streets can get wicked, I'm countin' my riches
I'm gettin' that money, I'm turnin' down bitches
I had to wise up, had to cut off some niggas
I keep buyin' pistols, I keep buyin' Louis
I keep buyin' houses, I keep buyin' jewelry
My Bully a merle but my Frenchie a fluffy
I'm probably gon' make me a quarter from puppies
We fill up the trailer and keep that shit truckin'
We shoot that shit first so there's no need for duckin'
She just a thottie, ain't no need to cuff her
My apartment a jungle, my reefer is musty
My girl is a queen, you gon' die if you touch her
We apes in the jungle, we ready to rumble
We hang with the lions and bears and the gators
We trap in Dekalb, got a house in Decatur
We count up the paper, that Za' is my fragrance
I'm gainin' this wisdom, I'm havin' some vision
My partner's in prison, I pray that I see him
I got the blueprint, you know I be teachin'
He plannin' on robbin' us, we leave him leakin'
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe is expanded, my music organic
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy you know I'm elusive
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Nguyen, Tysen Jay Bolding
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