lirik lagu iayze – adin ross
[intro]
(rrr~rrr~rrr~rrr)
real murda worth sh~t, b~tch, ayy, huh
huh, young n~gga gettin’ money on camera, n~gga, feel like adin ross, uh (like adin ross)
every time my momma got paid she used to take us to ross (take us– to ross, n~gga)
[pre~chrous]
ayy, i’m clean n~gga, she wanna f~ck, let me beat (b~tch)
clean out the scene n~gga, big ass truck, f~ck up the streets (rrr~rrr)
roll up the weed n~gga, roll the window down, don’t f~ck up the seats
give me a glock man, f~ck a lil’ promag
n~ggas gon’ fold off the g23
[verse 1]
30 gon’ sneak up and [lil’ dee?] creep, mp5 be bangin’ like mp3
i don’t get enough props when i shoot the glock, b~tch, i feel like cp3 (bi–)
i don’t get enough props when i took his thot, n~gga i just saved his life
i don’t gеt enough props, getting guap, laugh to the bank likе chris rock
[chorus]
i don’t get enough props, young n~gga, i know myself a boss (b~tch)
f~cked the bag up just to cut the cost, quit the lean like adin ross (b~tch)
she ride me like a motocross, many n~ggas in your yard built like rick ross
young n~ggas in the dark, they’ll let it spark (rrr~rrr~rrr~rrr)
[refrain]
f~cked the bag up just to cut the cost, quit the lean like adin ross (n~gga)
young n~gga, gettin’ money on camera n~gga, i feel like adin ross (b~tch)
every time my momma got paid, used to take a n~gga straight ross (b~tch, n~gga)
creep up through your bush, hide outside his house, everything he feel is hot
[bridge]
n~gga, hot n~gga (rrr~rrr~rrr, ayy, i love you, baby)
whatcha on, whatcha on? (was tryna say, ayy)
(rrr~rrr~rrr) whatcha on, whatcha on? (i love you, baby, hey, you know i’m gettin’ money)
i’ma just stick with a glock (rrr~rrr~rrr)
a glock, whatcha on, whatcha on? (and f~ck these n~ggas, i’m turnt up)
(rrr~rrr~rrr) whatcha on n~gga, whatcha on n~gga? (you know i go through the most but i don’t put you through that sh~t)
whatcha on n~gga, whatcha on? (whatcha on n~gga?)
[verse 2]
young n~gga, gettin’ money on camera n~gga, i feel like adin ross (b~tch, n~gga)
young n~gga make ’em f~ck up the stamina, get to shootin’ up the block (block)
bad b~tch, let me f~ck her on camera, i never cuffed a thot (thot, n~gga)
young n~gga, pistol on the greyhound, i never take the dot (n~gga, b~tch)
[pre~chorus]
ayy, i’m clean n~gga, she wanna f~ck, let me beat (b~tch)
clean out the scene n~gga, big ass truck, f~ck up the streets (rrr~rrr)
roll up the weed n~gga, roll the window down, don’t f~ck up the seats
give me a glock man, f~ck a lil’ promag
n~ggas gon’ fold off the g23 (bi–)
[chorus]
i don’t get enough props, young n~gga, i know myself a boss (b~tch)
f~cked the bag up just to cut the cost, quit the lean like adin ross (b~tch)
she ride me like a motocross, many n~ggas in your yard built like rick ross
young n~ggas in the dark, they’ll let it spark (n~gga, n~gga)
[outro]
(rrr–ayy, rrr~rrr, i love you, baby)
whatcha on, whatcha on? (was tryna say, ayy)
(rrr~rrr~rrr) whatcha on, whatcha on? (i love you, baby, hey, you know i’m gettin’ money)
(rrr~rrr~rrr) whatcha on, whatcha on? (and f~ck these n~ggas, i’m turnt up)
(rrr~rrr~rrr) whatcha on? b~tch, b~tch (you know i go through the most but i don’t put you through that sh~t)
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