Trophies
Brand new piece on me, how the fuck ima be afraid?
Smoking way too much, gotta re up everyday
He got turned to the max, got Prada on his shades
I was in the dark, had to count up in the shade
Niggas left me out, but count up all my days
I just spent a bag on some dope Tees
Nigga knew the motion but don't know me
Talking bout that shit, well come and show me
Getting high with NoseBleeddd in the nosebleeds
Got some free Gelato coz they know me
Ring me up my dose, it's kicking slowly
Got some Do-Si-Dos, high like the old me
4 rings on the coupe, we riding 4 deep
Now she on demon time, been tryna choke me
These baby bottles look like Trophies
We import the juice so we don't OD
Link up for a handshake, nigga like oh please
Paint the world red when I'm driving the Cherokee
Niggas don't know we fled with a ton of keys
Niggas don't know we fled, we overseas
They got none in their heads, niggas been obsolete
Fucking up all the bread, then we get you deleted
I was on the meds but I can see it
Got bands and I don't care like I'm not reaching
I fell in love with it
Then I fell back right out
Brand new piece on me, how the fuck ima be afraid?
Smoking way too much, gotta re-up everyday
He got turned to the max, got Prada on his shades
I was in the dark, had to count up in the shade
Niggas left me out, but count up all my days
I just spent a bag on some dope Tees
Nigga knew the motion but don't know me
Talking bout that shit, well come and show me
Smoking way too much, gotta re up everyday
He got turned to the max, got Prada on his shades
I was in the dark, had to count up in the shade
Niggas left me out, but count up all my days
I just spent a bag on some dope Tees
Nigga knew the motion but don't know me
Talking bout that shit, well come and show me
Getting high with NoseBleeddd in the nosebleeds
Got some free Gelato coz they know me
Ring me up my dose, it's kicking slowly
Got some Do-Si-Dos, high like the old me
4 rings on the coupe, we riding 4 deep
Now she on demon time, been tryna choke me
These baby bottles look like Trophies
We import the juice so we don't OD
Link up for a handshake, nigga like oh please
Paint the world red when I'm driving the Cherokee
Niggas don't know we fled with a ton of keys
Niggas don't know we fled, we overseas
They got none in their heads, niggas been obsolete
Fucking up all the bread, then we get you deleted
I was on the meds but I can see it
Got bands and I don't care like I'm not reaching
I fell in love with it
Then I fell back right out
Brand new piece on me, how the fuck ima be afraid?
Smoking way too much, gotta re-up everyday
He got turned to the max, got Prada on his shades
I was in the dark, had to count up in the shade
Niggas left me out, but count up all my days
I just spent a bag on some dope Tees
Nigga knew the motion but don't know me
Talking bout that shit, well come and show me
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Writer(s): William Blose
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