SEVEN-ELEVEN

Iss Wayne
Yeah
No Relations

Hol' up
Like what you mean
That you gon' sleep on me cause I live the dream
Now let's see how your bitch scream
We just fuckin' it's not what it seems
I know she dig it, submarine
A perfect pull-up, limousine
We fuckin' every single screen
No humans allowed on my team
Hol' up
Like what you mean
You gon' sleep on me cause I live the dream
Now let's see how your bitch scream
We just fuckin' it's not what it seems
I know she dig it, submarine
A perfect pull-up, limousine
We fuckin' every single screen
No humans allowed on my team

Now pay attention
I work all day in my own dimension
Perception gat me movin' different directions
I turn an L into a lesson
I'm choosin' rebellion
And we don't need no redemption
I'm goin' seven-eleven
I'll be the serpent in heaven
And I don't gat a silver spoon
Gat silver stick just to kill a goon
Mr. Racoon
I'm ruggin' they think they gon' see me soon
But I'm goin' straight to the moon
And I know I'm colder than June
I'm the highest nigga cause I'm not in the room
Pullin' drive-bys with my vroom
Vroom vroom vroom vroom

You know what the fuck goin' on my nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Anathi Jejane
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