Vibe in the laundromat, uh, yeah
Clean up these fakes
I don't mean the clothes that I'm coppin dude
I'm talking about snakes
Charm em with my music, man
Think im gonna lose it, man
Causing confusion, man
Cook up these steaks
I'ma put you all on roast
Smoke you to the ground like your codename Ghost
You all know I put in the most, gliding on the beat like I'm buttering toast
Yeah, I can do that now
Learnt from the best, I couldn't wow
Seriously, I couldn't butter bread
Leave me for long and you'll find me dead
Find me dead from chasing the bread
Rappers say that but they pumped full of lead
Shot for their wealth, bad for their health but I'm talking lack of lurpack, can't reach the top shelf
F*ck I just nutted and you are my babies
I copped a new chain but that shit is not daisy
I handle my beef I just do not get lazy
My price has increased, and that is not no Katie
We hit your spot, and that is your boy flocking it
Nothing is sweet, so no its not chocolate
Open your door because we are not knocking it
Hands in the air before we get to popping shit
Ain't nothing new this whole lifestyle
He sound like me because yes that is my child
You got a document on me but thats not the right file
Speak on my chains, I do have that bike style
Your boy survived because that was a miracle
Pull up and square up, cuz we aint no sphericals
Holy f*ck, your shit is so terrible
Hop out the tinted coupe, we gon get physical, yeah
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Vibe in the laundromat, uh, yeah
Clean up these fakes
I don't mean the clothes that I'm coppin dude
I'm talking about snakes
Charm em with my music, man
Think im gonna lose it, man
Causing confusion, man
Cook up these steaks
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Vibe in the laundromat, uh, yeah
Clean up these fakes
I don't mean the clothes that I'm coppin dude
I'm talking about snakes
Charm em with my music, man
Think im gonna lose it, man
Causing confusion, man
Cook up these steaks
I'ma put you all on roast
Smoke you to the ground like your codename Ghost
You all know I put in the most, gliding on the beat like I'm buttering toast
Yeah, I can do that now
Learnt from the best, I couldn't wow
Seriously, I couldn't butter bread
Leave me for long and you'll find me dead
Find me dead from chasing the bread
Rappers say that but they pumped full of lead
Shot for their wealth, bad for their health but I'm talking lack of lurpack, can't reach the top shelf
F*ck I just nutted and you are my babies
I copped a new chain but that shit is not daisy
I handle my beef I just do not get lazy
My price has increased, and that is not no Katie
We hit your spot, and that is your boy flocking it
Nothing is sweet, so no its not chocolate
Open your door because we are not knocking it
Hands in the air before we get to popping shit
Ain't nothing new this whole lifestyle
He sound like me because yes that is my child
You got a document on me but thats not the right file
Speak on my chains, I do have that bike style
Your boy survived because that was a miracle
Pull up and square up, cuz we aint no sphericals
Holy f*ck, your shit is so terrible
Hop out the tinted coupe, we gon get physical, yeah
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Vibe in the laundromat, uh, yeah
Clean up these fakes
I don't mean the clothes that I'm coppin dude
I'm talking about snakes
Charm em with my music, man
Think im gonna lose it, man
Causing confusion, man
Cook up these steaks
Clean up these fakes
I don't mean the clothes that I'm coppin dude
I'm talking about snakes
Charm em with my music, man
Think im gonna lose it, man
Causing confusion, man
Cook up these steaks
I'ma put you all on roast
Smoke you to the ground like your codename Ghost
You all know I put in the most, gliding on the beat like I'm buttering toast
Yeah, I can do that now
Learnt from the best, I couldn't wow
Seriously, I couldn't butter bread
Leave me for long and you'll find me dead
Find me dead from chasing the bread
Rappers say that but they pumped full of lead
Shot for their wealth, bad for their health but I'm talking lack of lurpack, can't reach the top shelf
F*ck I just nutted and you are my babies
I copped a new chain but that shit is not daisy
I handle my beef I just do not get lazy
My price has increased, and that is not no Katie
We hit your spot, and that is your boy flocking it
Nothing is sweet, so no its not chocolate
Open your door because we are not knocking it
Hands in the air before we get to popping shit
Ain't nothing new this whole lifestyle
He sound like me because yes that is my child
You got a document on me but thats not the right file
Speak on my chains, I do have that bike style
Your boy survived because that was a miracle
Pull up and square up, cuz we aint no sphericals
Holy f*ck, your shit is so terrible
Hop out the tinted coupe, we gon get physical, yeah
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Vibe in the laundromat, uh, yeah
Clean up these fakes
I don't mean the clothes that I'm coppin dude
I'm talking about snakes
Charm em with my music, man
Think im gonna lose it, man
Causing confusion, man
Cook up these steaks
Writer: Sekander Matharu, Solomon Rennie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid