Lizzy (feat. FutureRyder)
Yeah, let's go
Yeah (yeah), huh, let's go
Yeah (yeah), huh, let's go
Yeah (yeah), huh, let's go
Yeah (pee), uh, let's go
Yeah, yeah
Huh,
too many triggers with me and my niggas (no lie)
They know that I'm busy stackin' 'em figures
I count up the cash cause my money got bigger
She busting it down while I'm drinking the liquor
Percocet-30 be up in my system
She count up the racks while I'm fucking her sister
I got her controlled, now she calling me "Mister"
She getting it popped like a motherfukin blister
I'm the top 1%, now I'm tryna get richer
Everytime I perform they be tryna get a picture
She don't know how to fuck
I said "bitch, I could teach you"
She be cappin when she say she tryna get with you
She be with it for real when she bring you a swisher
Tryna be with me cause I make more than a teacher
I make more than a teacher no lie (no lie)
Uh, my niggas ball like we fly
So up, we up in the sky
Sipping on lean got me sipping on sprite
Me and my niggas's diamonds they bright (they bright)
All of my diamonds they shine, they bright
Switch the lights off, that shit is too bright (too bright)
She pull up, she know she getting piped
We up in the club until it's night
Your girl is calling I be like "what the hell"
We getting money, I know that you can tell
She digging me, man I call her Chantelle
These diamonds blingin' and I know you can tell
The embarrassing part
She is your girl and I know you could tell
I'mma go sip from my cup
Sopping lean and I don't give a fuck
Pulling up in the club with my gun
Run it up with this shit, run it up
Run it up with the cheese, run it up
Run it up with them racks, run it up
Run it up with the cheese, run it up
Run it up with them racks, run it up
Man I'm tryna pull up in a benz
I done made her leave her mans
That a ma'fuckin scope with a lens
I'm busy running my bands
I'm fucking her and her friends
The situation is getting tense
They see that my diamonds dance
And now they taking off their pants
I made her cancel all her plans
They don't know how I'm doing this shit
To them it don't make sense
On my neck, thats a whole lot of gems
She a freak she be eating them yems
I'm a Rockstar, poppin' 'em xans
She a freak bitch she wanna pull out my pants
I'm in that big body Benz
I'm a Ghost, like Cassper
My niggas rich, we bands up
Nigga want smoke, no cancer (no cancer)
Yeah (yeah), huh, let's go
Yeah (yeah), huh, let's go
Yeah (yeah), huh, let's go
Yeah (pee), uh, let's go
Yeah, yeah
Huh,
too many triggers with me and my niggas (no lie)
They know that I'm busy stackin' 'em figures
I count up the cash cause my money got bigger
She busting it down while I'm drinking the liquor
Percocet-30 be up in my system
She count up the racks while I'm fucking her sister
I got her controlled, now she calling me "Mister"
She getting it popped like a motherfukin blister
I'm the top 1%, now I'm tryna get richer
Everytime I perform they be tryna get a picture
She don't know how to fuck
I said "bitch, I could teach you"
She be cappin when she say she tryna get with you
She be with it for real when she bring you a swisher
Tryna be with me cause I make more than a teacher
I make more than a teacher no lie (no lie)
Uh, my niggas ball like we fly
So up, we up in the sky
Sipping on lean got me sipping on sprite
Me and my niggas's diamonds they bright (they bright)
All of my diamonds they shine, they bright
Switch the lights off, that shit is too bright (too bright)
She pull up, she know she getting piped
We up in the club until it's night
Your girl is calling I be like "what the hell"
We getting money, I know that you can tell
She digging me, man I call her Chantelle
These diamonds blingin' and I know you can tell
The embarrassing part
She is your girl and I know you could tell
I'mma go sip from my cup
Sopping lean and I don't give a fuck
Pulling up in the club with my gun
Run it up with this shit, run it up
Run it up with the cheese, run it up
Run it up with them racks, run it up
Run it up with the cheese, run it up
Run it up with them racks, run it up
Man I'm tryna pull up in a benz
I done made her leave her mans
That a ma'fuckin scope with a lens
I'm busy running my bands
I'm fucking her and her friends
The situation is getting tense
They see that my diamonds dance
And now they taking off their pants
I made her cancel all her plans
They don't know how I'm doing this shit
To them it don't make sense
On my neck, thats a whole lot of gems
She a freak she be eating them yems
I'm a Rockstar, poppin' 'em xans
She a freak bitch she wanna pull out my pants
I'm in that big body Benz
I'm a Ghost, like Cassper
My niggas rich, we bands up
Nigga want smoke, no cancer (no cancer)
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Writer(s): Tshiamo Mashiane
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