Lirik Lagu Clip 2.7.5. – 1000
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Silahkan disimak Lirik Lagu Clip 2.7.5. – 1000 Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[hook]
b-tch i’m so 100
catch me pullin out the lot
add a couple commas
zeros after that we at the spot
get on stage & then i run it
yea b-tch we so 1,000
bossin on an island
look around, my family smilin
& now b-tch i’m talkin millions
stack em thru ceilings
f-ck you n-ggas feelings
give it to my children
yea
skyxxx [verse 1]
is it the money? the cars? the clothes?
the hoes wrapped sippin on this rose?
is it the gold? the swag? the team?
yall n-ggas know who the f-ck it be
yea my n-ggas keep it trilla, than a mothaf-cka
realer
n-gga get some scrilla in this mothaf-cka
tryna keep it realer
but you know, my n-ggas ride
on 95 we gettin high, they know i fly, my name is sky
you know i go, they know i go
we got that dope, that f-ckin dope
that optimal
we roll it up, its burnin slow
its burnin slow
i got that pistol ready to go, lets f-ckin go
so please dont run up on a player like
you a player hater like
i will spray a hater like, i won’t see you later like
im on an elevator, sky’s ultamega
rapper terminator
my whip look like now & later when i’m ridin
f-ck it b-tch, i look like the sun when its rising
and i dont give a f-ck, oh my n-gga, yea we ridin
b-tch i popped a xanax, im feelin like a lion
so ho get out my way, heard what you gon’ say
b-tch you’re talkin to god, get on your knees & start to pray
allah
f-ck it, my n-ggas gonna ride
triple a’s & escalades
them 24’s, they switchin blades
you talkin sh-t? yall boys afraid
[hook]
b-tch i’m so 100
catch me pullin out the lot
add a couple commas
zeros after that we at the spot
get on stage & then i run it
yea b-tch we so 1,000
bossin on an island
look around, my family smilin
& now b-tch i’m talkin millions
stack em thru ceilings
f-ck you n-ggas feelings
give it to my children
yea
clip 2.7.5. [verse 2]
girl
been tryna break it down
got d-mn near the whole city
here vibin on lock down
like a pitbull now
do you get it?
ride wit a big clip now
window tinted
live independent
ride like a semi
write rhymes like a n-gga gon die in a minute
but i’m not
been a minute
bet i’m in it wit the guap
and a whole lot of patience
i ain’t slept a whole day since
i flipped in my ride
around 305 in the 305
but im stayin alive
i’m a beegee in the mornin
smooth mothaf-cka
blowin phonk up & i’m zonin
bet i be recording
bet i’m on the phone n
steady countin, ownin
everything up in ya city b-tch
any thing i want becuz a n-gga gettin rich
heard me right
yea, i said a n-gga gettin rich
got money for the hit
doug funny wit the lic
runnin wit the brick
put hollows in the clip
quick
hood up when i walk outside
whole swamp gunnin
when im on my ride
ain’t n0body really wanna f-ck
wit my side
southside
n-gga u heard what i said
do the sh-t till im dead
homie bet my eyes red
i be chillin by my table like a muhfuggah
ain’t worried bout no sucka
globe lover
all around the block
im so 1000 wit my hustle
they be coppin round the clock
skyxxx [verse 3]
i keep it low, u n-ggas slackin
my pistol packed inside my jacket, u n-ggas lackin’
you know my sh-t, you know my name
we bout that action, ya’ll n-ggas never get the whole
you get the fraction
you talkin sh-t that chiropractic cardiac arrest a rapper talkin sh-t
but n-ggas know me, i ride with this, my clique gon’ ride
that pistol grip, that sh-ts gon’ shoot
1 body drop, 2 body drop
got yo b-tch naked on my table, takin body shots
you know i role, chopper make the body rock n-gga
so everybody stop, its swamp posse in the building
we f-ckin all yo b-tches like f-ck you n-ggas feelings
im tryna get a million, yea
ground floor n-ggas walkin on the ceiling
you know how i do it, this here that concealed sh-t
that real sh-t, gold real, trill sh-t
n-gga you dont want it with him cuz i come & k!ll sh-t
rip sh-t, hit sh-t
ridin
cruisin f-ck n-gga, u know i ain’t lyin
roll it up guarantee to let my brain start to flyin
n-ggas gon start the cryin when sky gon start replying
but f-ck it i ain’t denying, ima f-ck up
talk sh-t about my n-ggas, you get cut up
stuck up, dont give a f-ck, what n-gga?
roll that f-ckin blunt and just smoke it in yo face n-gga
everybody know its swamp posse inside the place n-gga
[hook]
b-tch i’m so 100
catch me pullin out the lot
add a couple commas
zeros after that we at the spot
get on stage & then i run it
yea b-tch we so 1,000
bossin on an island
look around, my family smilin
& now b-tch i’m talkin millions
stack em thru ceilings
f-ck you n-ggas feelings
give it to my children
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