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Air Maxes to Lanvins Video (MV)




Performed By: Moonie
Language: English
Length: 1:52
Written by: Lamore Wright




Moonie - Air Maxes to Lanvins Lyrics
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Just ran up a light 10 nigga, I'm happy
On the Gram sneak dissin, just @ me
Cause I leave shit on the floor like my name Acky
Remember when hoes use to pass me
Now it's remember me, is what they askin
And f*ck bein' on for the moment Shit, I'd rather be the old nigga that lasted
I'm playin' with real pape right now I ain't got time for no distractions
Had to cut a few out of my circle they ain't want me to win, I can tell by they actions
On a box and a nigga still trappin
How you think this roll filled with Andrew Jackson
Sit back and watch a young nigga do magic
Bout to turn these Air Maxes to a pair of Lanvins
You better know that road get risky
My bitch keep blowin' up my phone, but I can't talk right now, I'm busy
This life I live is full of sin
That's why I pray to God that he forgive me
I want him to do that, but I won't ever forgive them niggas that played me 50
And that's why with friends I ain't got too many
But in this mag it's plenty shots
These 7.62s inside this drac can rip through a vest on a city cop
Nawl I won't hesitate to let this bitch rain on any opp
Just threw a blat on the back of this Glock, I'm tryna make something Diddy Bop
But lil bruh just came 29, he tryna see how that 10 milli rock
So I advise niggas to tread lightly
Cause the first nigga to get out his body this year gon' end up onna white tee
I been trying my best to dodge them cameras, cause if 12 flick me, they gone indict me
My bitch steady asking am I off a bean cause I'm in a good mood, I said, bitch I might be
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Just ran up a light 10 nigga, I'm happy
On the Gram sneak dissin, just @ me
Cause I leave shit on the floor like my name Acky
Remember when hoes use to pass me
Now it's remember me, is what they askin
And f*ck bein' on for the moment Shit, I'd rather be the old nigga that lasted
I'm playin' with real pape right now I ain't got time for no distractions
Had to cut a few out of my circle they ain't want me to win, I can tell by they actions
On a box and a nigga still trappin
How you think this roll filled with Andrew Jackson
Sit back and watch a young nigga do magic
Bout to turn these Air Maxes to a pair of Lanvins
You better know that road get risky
My bitch keep blowin' up my phone, but I can't talk right now, I'm busy
This life I live is full of sin
That's why I pray to God that he forgive me
I want him to do that, but I won't ever forgive them niggas that played me 50
And that's why with friends I ain't got too many
But in this mag it's plenty shots
These 7.62s inside this drac can rip through a vest on a city cop
Nawl I won't hesitate to let this bitch rain on any opp
Just threw a blat on the back of this Glock, I'm tryna make something Diddy Bop
But lil bruh just came 29, he tryna see how that 10 milli rock
So I advise niggas to tread lightly
Cause the first nigga to get out his body this year gon' end up onna white tee
I been trying my best to dodge them cameras, cause if 12 flick me, they gone indict me
My bitch steady asking am I off a bean cause I'm in a good mood, I said, bitch I might be
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Writer: Lamore Wright
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