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Iamlilnacho - APT. Lyrics



Iamlilnacho - APT. Lyrics




I got my own money in my pocket
Black cigs in the glove department
She tryna see me in my apartment
Wanna f*ck with me, then come to my department
We ain gotta talk about relations
I just want your money and a vacation
We ain gotta talk about relations
I don't f*ck with random bitches they be basic

Look, I don't f*ck with rats, they be chasin'
I don't f*ck with skezzers they be skatin'
I don't f*ck with snitches they be snakin'
Twelve hundred from a bitch on a vacation
Tell that bitch she can sleep in my apartment
Oops psych, she can't stay in my apartment
Pull out on that bitch James Harden
Before she suck it I tell that bitch I'm recording
She so nasty sayin that she classy
And she a freak that's why that pussy ashy
I told her Sco coming then she start laughin
He pulled that thing out she grabbed and start dabbin
If you grab it
That pussy I'm attacking
I'm dunking like Shaqtin'
I'm not a fool though
These my rules hoe
And I can do it like this
And I can do it like that that that
Hit that bitch from the back back back
Make her have a heart attack, tack

I got my own money in my pocket
Black cigs in the glove department
She tryna see me in my apartment
Wanna f*ck with me, then come to my department
We ain gotta talk about relations
I just want your money and a vacation
We ain gotta talk about relations
I don't f*ck with random bitches they be basic

Let me take a trip in my apartment
Walk outside in the jungle you get lost in
Yea, come and visit my apartment
You get to see everything but my closet
2K only thing on my television
Look at my eyes you can't hide i got perfect vision
You can bring your mama, bring your auntie
Im the supervision
You might catch Raven up in my shit singing that superstitious
Damn that dick is too delicious
That what she tell me and my niggas we up in the kitchen
And cookin them ramen noodles we ain't water whippin
And most my niggas water whippin and the only midgets

I got my own money in my pocket
Black cigs in the glove department
She tryna see me in my apartment
Wanna f*ck with me, then come to my department
We ain gotta talk about relations
I just want your money and a vacation
We ain gotta talk about relations
I don't f*ck with random bitches they be basic
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I got my own money in my pocket
Black cigs in the glove department
She tryna see me in my apartment
Wanna f*ck with me, then come to my department
We ain gotta talk about relations
I just want your money and a vacation
We ain gotta talk about relations
I don't f*ck with random bitches they be basic

Look, I don't f*ck with rats, they be chasin'
I don't f*ck with skezzers they be skatin'
I don't f*ck with snitches they be snakin'
Twelve hundred from a bitch on a vacation
Tell that bitch she can sleep in my apartment
Oops psych, she can't stay in my apartment
Pull out on that bitch James Harden
Before she suck it I tell that bitch I'm recording
She so nasty sayin that she classy
And she a freak that's why that pussy ashy
I told her Sco coming then she start laughin
He pulled that thing out she grabbed and start dabbin
If you grab it
That pussy I'm attacking
I'm dunking like Shaqtin'
I'm not a fool though
These my rules hoe
And I can do it like this
And I can do it like that that that
Hit that bitch from the back back back
Make her have a heart attack, tack

I got my own money in my pocket
Black cigs in the glove department
She tryna see me in my apartment
Wanna f*ck with me, then come to my department
We ain gotta talk about relations
I just want your money and a vacation
We ain gotta talk about relations
I don't f*ck with random bitches they be basic

Let me take a trip in my apartment
Walk outside in the jungle you get lost in
Yea, come and visit my apartment
You get to see everything but my closet
2K only thing on my television
Look at my eyes you can't hide i got perfect vision
You can bring your mama, bring your auntie
Im the supervision
You might catch Raven up in my shit singing that superstitious
Damn that dick is too delicious
That what she tell me and my niggas we up in the kitchen
And cookin them ramen noodles we ain't water whippin
And most my niggas water whippin and the only midgets

I got my own money in my pocket
Black cigs in the glove department
She tryna see me in my apartment
Wanna f*ck with me, then come to my department
We ain gotta talk about relations
I just want your money and a vacation
We ain gotta talk about relations
I don't f*ck with random bitches they be basic
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Writer: Natorius Simon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Iamlilnacho
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Natorius Simon

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