lirik lagu ilyloncey - arp
[ilyloncey: chorus]
she want to count my dividends
hoe want to bounce off of the tip
i ain’t passing amounts it’s getting flipped
buh, buh, buh
chopper don’t miss
hit a rock b~tch i play with that arp
out of the trap you don’t know about me
gnats off prescription that b~tch overseas
knock every crip give a f~ck what i see
[ilyloncey: verse]
beam at your head make it splat
d~d~dumb b~tch gon get wack
on the dead side
designer drip it don’t match
and i aim at your pack
b~tch i’m thumbing these shots at your bedside
i keep the bell on my tec
got the rack just to flex
ran the bag for some mother f~cking checks
b~tch you was scared in specs
am out of you plex
if you speak on my namе give respect
[cxmbo!: verse]
spеak on my name we gon hop that (?) and we knocking his dreads off
cxmbo! i’m him yeah i never did fell off
i call up loncey and kai get your head off
(?) sped off
ay b~tch want to f~ck up on me cause i talk on the beat
b~tch wanna f~ck up on me cause i talk on the beat, and i do it with ease on god
talk on the bro we gon spin, spin
hit him in his leg hit his limb, limb
glock on my body i (?)
b~tch i’m cxmbo! i’m him, him
hold on i ain’t done hold on
glock in my body we finna erase him
hop out with loncey we finna go chase him
dissing on who b~tch you know we gon face him
d~mn come on come on
(?) my sons yeah, i really did raise them
pass me the za b~tch you know imma face em
give me that feature i’m never gon pay em
pop up with gang and im finna go blaze em
really my sons yeah, i really did raise em
really my sons ain’t n0body gon save em
talk down and we really gon (?)
[ilyloncey: chorus]
she want to count my dividends
hoe want to bounce off of the tip
i ain’t passing amounts it’s getting flipped
buh, buh, buh
chopper don’t miss
hit a rock b~tch i play with that arp
out of the trap you don’t know about me
gnats off prescription that b~tch overseas
knock every crip give a f~ck what i see
[ilyloncey: verse]
beam at your head make it splat
d~d~dumb b~tch gon get wack
on the dead side
designer drip it don’t match
and i aim at your pack
b~tch i’m thumbing these shots at your bedside
i keep the bell on my tec
got the rack just to flex
ran the bag for some mother f~cking checks
b~tch you was scared in specs
am out of you plex
if you speak on my name give respect
[ilyloncey: outro]
she want to count my dividends
hoe want to bounce off of the tip
i ain’t passing amounts it’s getting flipped
buh, buh, buh
chopper don’t miss
hit a rock b~tch i play with that arp
out of the trap you don’t know about me
gnats off prescription that b~tch overseas
knock every crip give a f~ck what i see
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu hungry young poets - panahon
- lirik lagu the hatters & найк борзов (nike borzov) - море (sea)
- lirik lagu april boy regino - hanggang sa wakas
- lirik lagu slađa delibašić - zovite 94
- lirik lagu happyk1d - пьяная (drunk)
- lirik lagu gigi k - get to you
- lirik lagu dashous clayy - nothing last forever
- lirik lagu former regime - stand still
- lirik lagu dogma (metal) - make us proud
- lirik lagu 9tails - spilt milk