lirik lagu icebirds - hang
[intro]
(je t’aime, milanezie)
(xool on the beat, boy!)
ayy (fuck)
ayy
[chorus]
only hang wit’ the stars
we came from killin’ and robbin’
designer on all of my garments
i want my dollar like a paw print
in fast car breakin’ laws
in the game, pass me the ball
shooters, they knockin’ ’em off
play wit’ me, bitch, and you gettin’ cut off
play wit’ me, bitch, and you gettin’ cut off
play wit’ me, bitch, i’ma knock your top off
designer my fit, bitch, don’t ask what it cost
i got me a check and i became a boss
we shootin’ hollows, not shootin’ airsoft (fuck)
we havin’ water, not havin’ a drought
trappin’ in grands, gon’ cop’ me a house
do this for the fans, give a fuck about clout
[verse]
on the way to the money, i took a new route
diamonds my neck gon’ cost him a mclaren
the way that i’m shinin’, it’s hard not to stare
she say she gon’ leave, i do not care
i’m countin’ deceased, dead presidents
juug money, no crease, trap money bent
all of that fake love, it came and went
foreign the car, i’m slidin’ right in
this a spaceship, look like a benz
smokin’ the ‘za behind five percent
dig in his pockets, he pullin’ out lint
it’s time for smoke, suit up like a ‘gent
on the paper chase, can’t get no sleep
i need my money the largest
rockin’ chrome heart, this leather so soft
but i’m goin’ the hardest
i’m shootin’ a movie, no key motion
she wan’ fuck, she textin’ me emoji
he not a shooter, he tellin’ stories
big shot bob, no robert horry
mr. big shot like i’m chauncey
i had to go get my bill ups
they watchin’ me like i’m on field up
flexin’ my pockets, do sit~ups
flexin’ my pockets, do pushups
flexin’ my pockets, got abs
run in your trap, snatch and grab
come out wit’ all of the stash
run to the check like wally west, lil’ nigga, call me the flash
on the paper chase, can’t get no rest
they payin’ for views, you can’t buy respect
[chorus]
only hang wit’ the stars
we came from killin’ and robbin’
designer on all of my garments
i want my dollar like a paw print
in fast car breakin’ laws
in the game, pass me the ball
shooters, they knockin’ ’em off
play wit’ me, bitch, and you gettin’ cut off
play wit’ me, bitch, and you gettin’ cut off
play wit’ me, bitch, i’ma knock your top off
designer my fit, bitch, don’t ask what it cost
i got me a check and i became a boss
we shootin’ hollows, not shootin’ airsoft
we havin’ water, not havin’ a drought
trappin’ in grands, gon’ cop’ me a house
do this for the fans, give a fuck about clout
[outro]
je t’aime, milanezie
xool on the beat, boy!
fuck
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