10 P.M IN LNDN

(GOONTEX) Mm, ayy, ayy
I'm takin' codeine to France
Don't fuck with the scene but I'm off of the lean
I'm in Dior with her twin
She shoppin' for two, they got it from me, uh
I fell out with my mans, he know how we comin' so now we on beef
She keep me out of the street, bought her a bag, I put on this top
My favorite habit ain't cheap
Two hundred an ounce for a four hunnid pop
Free Jeff, my ho slatt, uh
Niggas be cap as fuck
Cut it off unless you want a friend of me
You just like twin, so that's her heart

Clearer the diamond, the lower she stoop
She a beginner, start asking for shoеs
He in the blendеr, I fuck with him too
EFG, Dash Gang, one of the two
I'm not a killer but pray for a few
Don't got a plan, but that's what I- uh
Sick of LA, on the way to Skyami
She see I hurt her, you got it from Pluto
(That's crazy, 'cause like, really)
Huh, I was thinkin' 'bout how yesterday
If I tell her, she gon' tell me to prove it, uh
Medics are my first kit, ayy
Few kid's buy your bitch
VVS, but I always been flawless
I just really got this shit from my daddy
On my first watch, almost called 'em
Keep prayin' I'ma dream 'em tomorrow
Said it's fuck me for one missed call
Tell her Instagram, and that was forever
I keep prayin' but I'm mean with the devil
AMG, stay away with the metal
I can teach you, but you know better

Mm, ayy, ayy
I'm takin' codeine to France
Don't fuck with the scene but I'm off of the lean
I'm in Dior with her twin
She shoppin' for two, they got it from me, uh
I fell out with my mans, he know how we comin' so now we on beef
She keep me out of the street, bought her a bag, I put on this top
My favorite habit ain't cheap
Two hundred an ounce for a four hunnid pop
Free Jeff, my ho slatt, uh
Niggas be cap as fuck
Cut it off unless you want a friend of me
You just like twin, so that's her heart

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Free Jeff, my ho, slatt, uh
Free Jeff, my ho, slatt, uh
No cap



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Writer(s): Sam Claassen, Lc Lucki Camel Jr., Christopher Quillins
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