lirik lagu autumn! - composure!
yeahh
(yuh!, yuh!)
[chorus]
i pour the lean right up in my soda
designer jeans, this ain’t fashion nova
she wanna f-ck? then baby come over
can’t let these n-ggas f-ck up my composure
snakes in the gr-ss, so i keep the mower
she love my ricks, yea she love my owens
pockets they fat, yea just like samoans
that n-gga broke, that’s why i don’t know em’
copy my swag, yea that boy he stole it
can’t f-ck with me, i done already told em’
can’t f-ck with me, i done already showed em’
talkin’ that sh-t, like i wouldn’t notice
b-tch, i’m the sh-t, you already know this
i don’t f-ck with you, don’t send me no opens
i’m sippin’ dj phat off the opiates
(yuh!, yuhh!)
[verse]
i swear, these n-ggas my clones
bad white b-tch, she all in my phone
i do this sh-t, yea all on my own
i’m boutta’ blow, yea this sh-t is pr-ne
smokin’ your dead man, yea that’s my cologne
i mix the helmut lang with the vlone
she say “lovin’ my fashion”: that’s her favorite song
these n-ggas mad that i’m finna be on
just hit my phone, when you finna be home?
girl you know i ain’t finna be long
try me, yea that boy gon’ be gone
he want free smoke, n-gga come on
try me, be like “n-gga come on”
.223 gon’ send that boy home
[chorus]
i pour the lean right up in my soda
designer jeans, this ain’t fashion nova
she wanna f-ck? then baby come over
can’t let these n-ggas f-ck up my composure
snakes in the gr-ss, so i keep the mower
she love my ricks, yea she love my owens
pockets they fat, yea just like samoans
that n-gga broke, that’s why i don’t know em’
copy my swag, yea that boy he stole it
can’t f-ck with me, i done already told em’
can’t f-ck with me, i done already showed em’
talkin’ that sh-t, like i wouldn’t notice
b-tch, i’m the sh-t, you already know this
i don’t f-ck with you, don’t send me no opens
[outro (chorus slowed)]
i pour the lean right up in my soda
designer jeans, this ain’t fashion nova
she wanna f-ck? then baby come over
can’t let these n-ggas f-ck up my composure
snakes in the gr-ss, so i keep the mower
she love my ricks, yea she love my owens
pockets they fat, yea just like samoans
that n-gga broke, that’s why i don’t know em’
copy my swag, yea that boy he stole it
can’t f-ck with me, i done already told em’
can’t f-ck with me, i done already showed em’
talkin’ that sh-t, like i wouldn’t notice
b-tch, i’m the sh-t, you already know this
i don’t f-ck with you, don’t send me no opens
i’m sippin’ dj phat
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