Armed & Dangerous

Yeah
Yeah I'm Armed & Dangerous
We make n****s famous
Why do n****s hate me?
B*****s lose they mind and start undressing when we show up places
Don't talk too much bae, just get naked
You smellin' good, I like your fragrance
And got some braces, I just copped her a diamond anklet
On Pluto, this sh*t taste amazing
I count up racks, I'm calculated
N****s touch my hair up on my head his a** deceased
I told Quago go get the ladies cause they just customized my seats
I could never sell my soul
No b**ch my spirit ain't for sale
Try and leave me and I swear it's going to be an epic fail
He wanted smoke and got impaled
She want the D, I could tell
She rock Balenci and Chanel
I rock this blicky if he act stupid
Either way I'm havin' M's
You think I give a f**k about music
On lung candy this sh*t therapeutic
I turn my phone off hit the studio I'm rappin'
I put in work this sh*t was gruelin'
She talk me down that sh*t was soothin'
I appreciate it I really needed that
No way she smart, her a** was fat
That gem right there leave a skirt
I had sauce they wasn't tryin' to grasp it
They broke as sh*t, they anti-vaxxin
My life is real, no animation
All them long nights was excruciating
Yeah, I'm livin' like Pablo
I feel like El Chapo
TR red seats
Black and red like El Dorado
Lil mama tryna push up on me, have a lil come up
Catch a sale, Jaylen Watson
Ain't exotic, that sh*t was off
I could never get on my knees and beg and grovel
Pick one we can shoot or squabble
That blick make n****s get up off me
Scammin' in some off white
It's BC life or no life



Credits
Writer(s): Tysen Jay Bolding, Luis Gardes, Tyler David Maline, Mortiz Alexander Busch
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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