Past
Damn
Damn
Ha ha
This that aston martin rari drip (drip)
They said sell my soul (soul), I'm not selfish
Talk about the past tense, thought we past this (thought we past)
Nigga talk shit, leave him deceased respectfully (deceased)
Why she on me, tryna undress me (undress me)
She acting ratchet (rachet), thought you were classy(classy)
Oh miss I gotta go, boutta call a taxi
Oh well, shit oh well (well, well)
Said her name was satan, man I knew it rang her bell(I knew it)
Audemars, Vetements
Now I'm seeing stars (stars)
Skrt off in this car, they can't touch me bar for bar
And my flow sublime
Young and I'm rich but I'm not in my prime
Shawty pray to me in her room, yeah she got a shrine
Yxng Xeno shrine
But she so divine so you know she what I'm mine
Index finger on the trigger and I might just kill a
And the money it keep coming, yeah it's flowing like a river
And I go hard everyday, for my family
My bro to dripped out, man our swag is siamese
When you leave better use the back door
On my feet is Dior
Shawty hit my phone, yeah she coming back for more
Doing what these niggas fucking can't
Yeah I'm doing what these niggas fucking can't
I think about this all the time
Would I be here, would I
If didn't take those risks
Damn
Ha ha
This that aston martin rari drip (drip)
They said sell my soul (soul), I'm not selfish
Talk about the past tense, thought we past this (thought we past)
Nigga talk shit, leave him deceased respectfully (deceased)
Why she on me, tryna undress me (undress me)
She acting ratchet (rachet), thought you were classy(classy)
Oh miss I gotta go, boutta call a taxi
Oh well, shit oh well (well, well)
Said her name was satan, man I knew it rang her bell(I knew it)
Audemars, Vetements
Now I'm seeing stars (stars)
Skrt off in this car, they can't touch me bar for bar
And my flow sublime
Young and I'm rich but I'm not in my prime
Shawty pray to me in her room, yeah she got a shrine
Yxng Xeno shrine
But she so divine so you know she what I'm mine
Index finger on the trigger and I might just kill a
And the money it keep coming, yeah it's flowing like a river
And I go hard everyday, for my family
My bro to dripped out, man our swag is siamese
When you leave better use the back door
On my feet is Dior
Shawty hit my phone, yeah she coming back for more
Doing what these niggas fucking can't
Yeah I'm doing what these niggas fucking can't
I think about this all the time
Would I be here, would I
If didn't take those risks
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Writer(s): Joshua Ayeni
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