Blazers
Nike blazers on my feet
I be dripping on these streets
Yeah a young boy got the style
All these rappers want my steeze
Getting faded every week
With the gang we smoke that weed
We ain't tripping, we just high
On the greens, we feeling free
We don't need no fucking rats
We don't need no pussy boys
We just riding with the gang
When we pull up we destroy
You is just a lil kid, keep on playing with your toys
If you're looking for some beef, pussy bitch leave us no choice
Nike blazers on my feet
Yeah we coming with that heat
Yeah we pull up with the shooters
Show that we running the streets
Yeah we do this shit with ease
Pussy bitch you take a seat
I'll only settle for the top
Yeah we hungry, time to eat
We don't need no fucking bitch
We don't need no fucking whores
Yeah the homies call me Luke
Cuz I'm strong within the force
See your punches come from miles away
Y'all rappers got me bored
You won't kill me, I won't die today
I'm not going to war
I want Converse as the kicks
Only if it says dior
Yeah we drop a couple bricks
Then we shut down the whole store
Yeah we drop a couple bricks
Then we drop a couple more
These raps gone make me rich
I won't be broke as before
Nike blazers on my feet
I be dripping on these streets
Yeah a young boy got the style
All these rappers want my steeze
Getting faded every week
With the gang we smoke that weed
We ain't tripping, we just high
On the greens, we feeling free
I be dripping on these streets
Yeah a young boy got the style
All these rappers want my steeze
Getting faded every week
With the gang we smoke that weed
We ain't tripping, we just high
On the greens, we feeling free
We don't need no fucking rats
We don't need no pussy boys
We just riding with the gang
When we pull up we destroy
You is just a lil kid, keep on playing with your toys
If you're looking for some beef, pussy bitch leave us no choice
Nike blazers on my feet
Yeah we coming with that heat
Yeah we pull up with the shooters
Show that we running the streets
Yeah we do this shit with ease
Pussy bitch you take a seat
I'll only settle for the top
Yeah we hungry, time to eat
We don't need no fucking bitch
We don't need no fucking whores
Yeah the homies call me Luke
Cuz I'm strong within the force
See your punches come from miles away
Y'all rappers got me bored
You won't kill me, I won't die today
I'm not going to war
I want Converse as the kicks
Only if it says dior
Yeah we drop a couple bricks
Then we shut down the whole store
Yeah we drop a couple bricks
Then we drop a couple more
These raps gone make me rich
I won't be broke as before
Nike blazers on my feet
I be dripping on these streets
Yeah a young boy got the style
All these rappers want my steeze
Getting faded every week
With the gang we smoke that weed
We ain't tripping, we just high
On the greens, we feeling free
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Writer(s): Robbe Baert
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