lirik lagu ambjaay - expensive thoughts
ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me
n~ggas ain’t f~ckin’ with the jaay, though
i ain’t lil wayne, but sorry for the wait though
i’m the type to mixed chrome with the bape though
catch me by my lonely, nah, i lied i’m with eight hoes
n~ggas ain’t never got no money, n~gga, stay home
bad b~tch, she finna take it off, she said she hate clothes
i went gold in six months it ain’t take long
white & rose on my neck get your hate on
it’s time to wake em’ up, cause they sleep on me
man, that lil’ p~ssy wet, she got a beach on her
it’s like the beat hit better when amb on it
i know this sh~t get hard, but i’ma keep goin
chop pop, dead opp, yeah, n~gga, keep blowin
bad vibe, thick thighs, yeah, she got some yeeks on her
shoulda took her serious, i was sleep on her
i just told her, suck it up, don’t use no t~~th on it
i’m overly trim, i’m really one of them
been ballin’ for a while, i’m way up above the rim
catch a opp and shoot a film, bleep scene, who is him
i’ll boot a b~tch quick like a pair of timbs
f~ck chasin’ b~tches, rather have them m’s
expensive shoes on my feet like where you get them
bad things, she just pull up in the new benz
man n~ggas really lame, we is not them
exotic sh~t, always stay on my body
you could cut my head off, still won’t need n0body
fell in love with them racks, havin’ my way with the hotties
man, this sh~t on my neck make you say d~mn, bobby
ay, i came a long way, got it out the mud
i know these n~ggas love to hate, but i don’t give a f~ck
i’m with a foreign vibe in a foreign truck
not gon’ lie, bae, i wanna f~ck
i’m off the bottle in this b~tch and i’m cuttin’ up
blueface hunnit’s i keep thumbin’ up everything fake, i ain’t used to love
feelin’ like i’m him, i ain’t gon’ do too much
yeah, it’s amb for the win i don’t really f~ck with n~ggas
yeah, i’m not shakin’ hands bad b~tch from l.a, said she tryna get ram
i was stuck in the slums, did whatever for them bands
how you get all that money, yeah, it’s off the rap
if that p~ssy pressure, we gon’ run it back we leave a n~gga missin’ like a gap
still postin’ in the trenches, no back with this glock in my hand, i might act out
she said, it’s loaf in my hand, make her pass out
yeah, i’m drippin’ like a fool with them racks out
body suit and she tatted, it got her back out
ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me
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