scars
Don't hold it in just to throw it up
I got the sun in my hands nigga imma throw it up
Would I feel alive just by cutting up
Step in the function they feeling my life, nigga I'm to damn fried
Place a nigga in the sky, he better learn how to fly
You the apple of my eye, baby go head and shine
Wanna rock the strange fruit
Take that shot, nigga cant lose
Don't give a fuck what you talking about, lemme put that shit on snooze
Young nigga from the b, i do this shit casual
Alexander McQueen, nigga pop out like majesty
We ain't have no heat, pull up, hot boxing in that two-seater
I cant see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
Pegasus chariot with my feet up
You not one of us, you get beat up
All the doors locked when we key bump
Red wine imma kiss up
Kept my cross on, I was t'd up
Sipping tea, nigga I'm flowing
Stack on a stack, the money keep on growing
Smoking pack to pack my nigga I'm floating
She tryna ride me in slow motion
Na I ain't fucking with they motion
Babygirl sip on my potion
I got these pearls from the ocean
I love a black girl, black berry
Deep in the night, gotta stay wary
Nigga in disguise tryna be Perry
See it in my eyes man, I'm gone
I cant chat with a whistleblower
Link with a bad bitch, she a blower
Getting more green than a lawnmower
If I really want it then I gotta show them
I got the sun in my hands nigga imma throw it up
Would I feel alive just by cutting up
Step in the function they feeling my life, nigga I'm to damn fried
Place a nigga in the sky, he better learn how to fly
You the apple of my eye, baby go head and shine
Wanna rock the strange fruit
Take that shot, nigga cant lose
Don't give a fuck what you talking about, lemme put that shit on snooze
Young nigga from the b, i do this shit casual
Alexander McQueen, nigga pop out like majesty
We ain't have no heat, pull up, hot boxing in that two-seater
I cant see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
Pegasus chariot with my feet up
You not one of us, you get beat up
All the doors locked when we key bump
Red wine imma kiss up
Kept my cross on, I was t'd up
Sipping tea, nigga I'm flowing
Stack on a stack, the money keep on growing
Smoking pack to pack my nigga I'm floating
She tryna ride me in slow motion
Na I ain't fucking with they motion
Babygirl sip on my potion
I got these pearls from the ocean
I love a black girl, black berry
Deep in the night, gotta stay wary
Nigga in disguise tryna be Perry
See it in my eyes man, I'm gone
I cant chat with a whistleblower
Link with a bad bitch, she a blower
Getting more green than a lawnmower
If I really want it then I gotta show them
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Writer(s): Omari C
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