LaCroix
Ooouuuu damn!
Oh my, thank God she’s down to ride
Still ill, Superfried
I gotta keep her by my side
Ooouuuu damn!
Oh my, thank God she’s down to ride
Still ill, Superfried
I gotta keep her by my side
Misfit riders riding round the clock w/ that rodda rodda
Outsiders get popped after clocking they can’t stand beside us
Leave em leaning since they all been feenin for the sauce I got
Lighting sh*t on fire
You ain’t shining b*tch you know
I set the climate with the sh*t I drop
It get messy
But I’m invested
Ball like Sheck
And keep it sexy
You can’t sit here
Out of my mind under pressure
Utopia’s mine to create
None of my woes can’t forget
None of my blessings offset
All of they hate I reject
Out of the bottom I had to eject
Good on they voodoo
F*ck all my enemies
World so sick but I got the remedy
Baby I’m digging in
Leave em on read again
Ain’t no mistaking it baby
Can’t miss what I’m making in my bag and breaking faces
Killing em lately kicking they asses and taking down names
YEE!
MIC fam-I-ly
ETR, that’s the team
Still TF
That’s in my genes
You can’t step in on my scene
B*tch I’m mean and keep it clean
And thank the Lord for New Orleans
So bitch keep it proper when you down here
Ooouuuu damn!
Oh my, thank God she’s down to ride
Still ill, Superfried
I gotta keep her by my side
Ooouuuu damn!
Oh my, thank God she’s down to ride
Still ill, Superfried
I gotta keep her by my side
Chasing feti
Never forget me
Next move checkmate
Nigga get w/ me
You’ll get left and get turned to a memory
Life unforgiving that’s why I be killing em
Ill on my pivot
I’ll cover the differences
If you w/ me we gon win off the penmanship
Baby that’s a bet
Ain’t no chains around my neck
Niggas always want the glory and never earn it
Don’t make sense
Shit makes me nervous
They ain’t allowed on my side of the fence
Shit could get tense
I pray you don’t flinch
I hope you don’t fold when it’s 4th and an inch
There’s no second chances my niggas don’t miss
This life was meant for me lah brudda, I just couldn’t resist
Damn — Damn
I’m the man
I got plans — for the grands
They can’t see me when I’m locked in
Bet I swim up out the jam
Now I’m taxing for my time
Every word and every line
Ain’t no dropping dimes b*tch
Run me my check or stay off my line
Ooouuuu damn!
Oh my, thank God she’s down to ride
Still ill, Superfried
I gotta keep her by my side
Ooouuuu damn!
Oh my, thank God she’s down to ride
Still ill, Superfried
I gotta keep her by my side
I gotta show what you made me
None of your love went to waste
Baby know that I need you
I just had to make sure you have faith
That’s the sh*t that keeps me breathing
Now nobody can get in my way
I gotta show what you made me
None of your love went to waste