lirik lagu ji beats - lyft
(hook)
aye
i’m tryna hop out and spray sh~t
brodie got that sh~t to make you ah~ and get a facelift
if you not finna slide then don’t say sh~t
f~ck ten, why he think he finna change sh~t?
i’m hopping out, b~tch, i’m really finna step
if these n~ggas tryna creep, then i’m finna leave ’em dead, aye
me snitch? be forreal, won’t talk to feds
n~ggas talkin’ out they ass like they ain’t ever spin on sh~t, aye
(verse: playboi jerry)
she keep on cryin’ bout my d~ck, she made me mad
like, shut up lil b~tch, i’m tryna get up in my bag, n~gga
kick your heels to another n~gga pad, cuz i’m doin’ my sh~t
don’t give a f~ck if you mad, b~tch
jay a hot head, he never on no cool sh~t
brodie carry sticks, got him lookin’ like a caveman
up bl!ck, i’m tryna hop out and face sh~t
tim was on a bike, i bet he wish he woulda caught a lyft
(verse: ji beats)
b~tch i’m sliding foreign whips, when i’m ridin’ with my shooter
f~ck a lyft, i’m on the vegas strip riding in black ubers
bands bussin’ out my jeans, lookin like i got a tumor
bad b~tches on my line, lookin’ like they work at hooters
i’m with sedated, pourin’ wock in a lemon minute maid
n~ggas really goin’ broke, like, how your rent gettin’ paid?
n~ggas tryna flex some money? n~gga, go ahead and spend it
i just spent ten racks with this jeweler on my pendant
i just spent ten racks, that’s more than your life savings
freak b~tch tryna eat me like it’s late night cravings
i just poured some act in my cup, got this sh~t lookin’ like it’s raisins
this b~tch a 9, turn this b~tch into a 10, with a face lift
(hook)
i’m tryna hop out and spray sh~t
brodie got that sh~t to make you ah~ and get a facelift
if you not finna slide then don’t say sh~t
f~ck ten, why he think he finna change sh~t?
i’m hopping out, b~tch, i’m really finna step
if these n~ggas tryna creep, then i’m finna leave ’em dead, aye
me snitch? be forreal, won’t talk to feds
n~ggas talkin’ out they ass like they ain’t ever spin on sh~t, aye
she keep on cryin’ bout my d~ck, she made me mad
like, shut up lil b~tch, i’m tryna get up in my bag, n~gga
kick your heels to another n~gga pad, cuz i’m doin’ my sh~t
don’t give a f~ck if you mad, b~tch
jay a hot head, he never on no cool sh~t
brodie carry sticks, got him lookin’ like a caveman
up bl!ck, i’m tryna hop out and face sh~t
tim was on a bike, i bet he wish he woulda caught a lyft
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