HEY! - Lil Gnar, Lil Keed, Internet Money

HEY! - Lil Gnar, Lil Keed, Internet Money

Год
2020
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
154800

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HEY!

Lil Gnar, Lil Keed, Internet Money

Yeah, hey

In my face

Hey

Step up in the room, these diamonds hit you in the face (Yeah)

Put a lil' molly on her tongue, how’s the taste?

(Taste)

I just sit back, count the bag all day (Yeah)

Got a quarter million, so I’m finna snatch a Wraith (Skrt)

I’m a boss, I could never be a worker on these niggas

Double R, know I’m slidin' with the curtain on these niggas (Slidin')

Big slime, I’ll wipe the whole nose off a nigga (Slatt)

You don’t want the smoke, think you asthmatic

Fucking groupies on the road, my bitch getting mad

Baby, I’m a rockstar, don’t know how to act

Real rager, can’t tame it

Gtting brain in the Range 'cause I’m famous

Chwing on the molly, slidin' in the Aventador

Finna get the panties off the baddest IG whores

Put the hood up on my back, got the strap on my waistline

Put that on my soul, you will never come and take mine

Made another mill' from a deal, I’m like bet

My bitch said that I’m a dog, so she must be a vet

Only thing up on my mind is some money and some sex

Big ol' Birkin bag, my bitch so bad, she gotta have it

I can’t even cap, I got a lot of bad habits

Money cure my pain (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Big ol' diamond rocks (Yeah, ice, ice, ice)

Hit a pussy-nigga right up in the motherfucking face

Hey

Step up in the room, these diamonds hit you in the face (Yeah)

Put a lil' molly on her tongue, how’s the taste?

(Taste)

I just sit back, count the bag all day (Yeah)

Got a quarter million, so I’m finna snatch a Wraith

I’m a boss, I could never be a worker on these niggas

Double R, know I’m slidin' with the curtain on these niggas (Know I’m slidin')

Big slime, I’ll wipe the whole nose off a nigga (Slatt)

You don’t want the smoke, think you asthmatic

They don’t want no motherfuckin' smoke with Lil Keed

I put money in her bank account, put bitches on they knees (Yes sir)

Grrah, grrah, grrah, hit 'em up, now they grieving

And we all walk in, nah, we ain’t leavin' (Grr-Grr)

I wear Dior to the draws today (Haha)

Yes, my dick rock her soft jaw today

Dumb bitch, you know I’ma be paid for days

Know my slime know that I paved the way (I do)

Know I wish a nigga trip while I got that hundred grand on me

Yes, she said she my number one fan, knowing she wanna put it on me

But I need your only one fan, yeah, I need you fucking on me

Yeah, the real ones know what I’m saying and you fucking don’t

Hey (Slimeball)

Step up in the room, these diamonds hit you in the face (Yeah)

Put a lil' molly on her tongue, how’s the taste?

(Taste)

I just sit back, count the bag all day (Bag)

Got a quarter million, so I’m finna snatch a Wraith

I’m a boss, I could never be a worker on these niggas

Double R, know I’m slidin' with the curtain on these niggas (Know I’m slidin')

Big slime, I’ll wipe the whole nose off a nigga (Slatt)

You don’t want the smoke, think you asthmatic

I can’t even cap, I got a lot of bad habits

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