Said we live from the 815
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
Honestly I kinda feel em though i pull they women
With the vibes i use my verse to kill em slow
Niggas know I'm not monster bitch I'm a demon I'm on some broly shit
Put my life on the line for the dream like some Mick Foley shit
Holiest of flows opposin earlier words I spit, like how can i be holy and a demon
Ion know claim you rich but like all ya cars you be leasing
And that exclusive bitch you f*cking was dude's last weekend
Act like a god to you fans but dont practice what you preachin
Damn I guess it's all just a show but i can play it cool i guess we all play the role
So you can be a bitch and i guess ill be an asshole
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
I been getting high i been feeling low
Baby show me show me love got no where to go
Get up out my bed just to get a bag
Then i come right back somethin wrong with that
And now my hearts bleedin for some change
But I'm too scared so I'll just stay the same
I can't get it out my f*ckin brain
Same old cycle every f*ckin day
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
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Said we live from the 815
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
Honestly I kinda feel em though i pull they women
With the vibes i use my verse to kill em slow
Niggas know I'm not monster bitch I'm a demon I'm on some broly shit
Put my life on the line for the dream like some Mick Foley shit
Holiest of flows opposin earlier words I spit, like how can i be holy and a demon
Ion know claim you rich but like all ya cars you be leasing
And that exclusive bitch you f*cking was dude's last weekend
Act like a god to you fans but dont practice what you preachin
Damn I guess it's all just a show but i can play it cool i guess we all play the role
So you can be a bitch and i guess ill be an asshole
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
I been getting high i been feeling low
Baby show me show me love got no where to go
Get up out my bed just to get a bag
Then i come right back somethin wrong with that
And now my hearts bleedin for some change
But I'm too scared so I'll just stay the same
I can't get it out my f*ckin brain
Same old cycle every f*ckin day
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
Honestly I kinda feel em though i pull they women
With the vibes i use my verse to kill em slow
Niggas know I'm not monster bitch I'm a demon I'm on some broly shit
Put my life on the line for the dream like some Mick Foley shit
Holiest of flows opposin earlier words I spit, like how can i be holy and a demon
Ion know claim you rich but like all ya cars you be leasing
And that exclusive bitch you f*cking was dude's last weekend
Act like a god to you fans but dont practice what you preachin
Damn I guess it's all just a show but i can play it cool i guess we all play the role
So you can be a bitch and i guess ill be an asshole
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
I been getting high i been feeling low
Baby show me show me love got no where to go
Get up out my bed just to get a bag
Then i come right back somethin wrong with that
And now my hearts bleedin for some change
But I'm too scared so I'll just stay the same
I can't get it out my f*ckin brain
Same old cycle every f*ckin day
Stackin bands yea you know that's the plan yea
Who's yo mans yea you say he's a fan yea
Could give a damn yea tryna see you dance yea
Wit no hands yea pop it wit no hands yea
She say damn Sity aint know you was lit like that
Hunnids and fifties how yo pockets get like that
Girl stop wit me playin you know we just rich like that
In the lamb wit me you could probably zip right past all the bullshit
And girl there's a lot when you poppin
All of the enemies watchin alot of ya haters be talkin
Spend all this time runnin the game it only feel like i'm joggin
These niggas mad they cant do the same boy they barely speed walkin
Writer: Khalil Ellis, Mikayla Rose
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid