LOL
LOL
She wanna fuck I might as well
She wanna a man I treat her well
I say hello just like Adele
We independent making bread
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Me and milly breaking heads
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Air a nigga what he said
I'm off the smoke
The ami is hitting my head
Assault manna flavours they up in my chest
Best
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Too many racks
Can't tell you ain't had nutting like that
Turn on the phone I'm hitting the stain
You're calling my shit
You getting that back
You're playing for your keeps
That's levels of chat
You best keep it a buck
You best keep it a stack
You giving me talk
I don't like that
Watch your mouth
Not long till you get whacked
Nigga been thinking
I'm wanting his hoe
But I'm calling that bit
Cah a nigga wants brizz
Best slow your roll the top is lit
Don't do well with no politics
Lord forgive me for my sins
I stole that shit what an honest lick
Live my life like 50 Cent
If man ain't dying man's getting rich
LOL
She wanna fuck I might as well
She wanna a man I treat her well
I say hello just like Adele
We independent making bread
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Me and milly breaking heads
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Air a nigga what he said
I'm off the smoke
The ami is hitting my head
Assault manna flavours they up in my chest
Best
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Been a long time since I flown so cold on a beat
So I guess imma make that cryo
I ain't got time for the math
But tryna find a path to the the p
Might invest in crypto
Niggas getting silly with the figures
Like Neo
Wall Street Leo
Hold tight dios
Shotting all the bars in my vault via distro
Imma a movie out this shit like Tarantino
I cannot settle for less
I ain't really impressed if she showing me love for the flex
Shawty a baddie she ten outta ten
I might take her to mummy
Cuz she knows me best
Spray all the pests
I do not chill with no leeches
That's wess
I'm making 3's on repeat like I'm Steph
Super Namani the S on my chest
Bro said he ain't got no scooby
How I make tunes never come all looney
More time always felt like the goonie
Fake friends it weren't love like it should be
Yeh trust me all the love far fetched
When I walk man I watch my steps
(LOL I get it yes)
(LOL she wanna sex)
LOL
She wanna fuck I might as well
She wanna a man I treat her well
I say hello just like Adele
We independent making bread
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Me and milly breaking heads
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Air a nigga what he said
I'm off the smoke
The ami is hitting my head
Assault manna flavours they up in my chest
Best
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
LOL I'm screaming LOL
2016 they were hating on me
But now they be asking for loads
Lay down the claps and the 808s
Got ayrtn slapping in Rhodes
Sorry my guy I'm late just wait one sec
I'll be there in a mo
One mo I'll be there in a sec
I was just labbing with frenzy
Hold up I was just labbing with beck
We can just do it in ends see
But you know that a man down to trek
Now they all wanna befriend me
But back they they just disrespect
If I like you unfriendly
So I guess you better step correct
(LOL)
(LOL)
She wanna fuck I might as well
She wanna a man I treat her well
I say hello just like Adele
We independent making bread
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Me and milly breaking heads
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Air a nigga what he said
I'm off the smoke
The ami is hitting my head
Assault manna flavours they up in my chest
Best
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Too many racks
Can't tell you ain't had nutting like that
Turn on the phone I'm hitting the stain
You're calling my shit
You getting that back
You're playing for your keeps
That's levels of chat
You best keep it a buck
You best keep it a stack
You giving me talk
I don't like that
Watch your mouth
Not long till you get whacked
Nigga been thinking
I'm wanting his hoe
But I'm calling that bit
Cah a nigga wants brizz
Best slow your roll the top is lit
Don't do well with no politics
Lord forgive me for my sins
I stole that shit what an honest lick
Live my life like 50 Cent
If man ain't dying man's getting rich
LOL
She wanna fuck I might as well
She wanna a man I treat her well
I say hello just like Adele
We independent making bread
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Me and milly breaking heads
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Air a nigga what he said
I'm off the smoke
The ami is hitting my head
Assault manna flavours they up in my chest
Best
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Been a long time since I flown so cold on a beat
So I guess imma make that cryo
I ain't got time for the math
But tryna find a path to the the p
Might invest in crypto
Niggas getting silly with the figures
Like Neo
Wall Street Leo
Hold tight dios
Shotting all the bars in my vault via distro
Imma a movie out this shit like Tarantino
I cannot settle for less
I ain't really impressed if she showing me love for the flex
Shawty a baddie she ten outta ten
I might take her to mummy
Cuz she knows me best
Spray all the pests
I do not chill with no leeches
That's wess
I'm making 3's on repeat like I'm Steph
Super Namani the S on my chest
Bro said he ain't got no scooby
How I make tunes never come all looney
More time always felt like the goonie
Fake friends it weren't love like it should be
Yeh trust me all the love far fetched
When I walk man I watch my steps
(LOL I get it yes)
(LOL she wanna sex)
LOL
She wanna fuck I might as well
She wanna a man I treat her well
I say hello just like Adele
We independent making bread
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Me and milly breaking heads
Fuck your feelings don't need creds
Air a nigga what he said
I'm off the smoke
The ami is hitting my head
Assault manna flavours they up in my chest
Best
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
Air a nigga what he said
LOL
You ain't got bread
LOL I'm screaming LOL
2016 they were hating on me
But now they be asking for loads
Lay down the claps and the 808s
Got ayrtn slapping in Rhodes
Sorry my guy I'm late just wait one sec
I'll be there in a mo
One mo I'll be there in a sec
I was just labbing with frenzy
Hold up I was just labbing with beck
We can just do it in ends see
But you know that a man down to trek
Now they all wanna befriend me
But back they they just disrespect
If I like you unfriendly
So I guess you better step correct
(LOL)
(LOL)
Credits
Writer(s): Ayrton Seke, Elliot London, Ugonna Amadi, Craig Mwangi, Karys Gideon-bennett
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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