lirik lagu ryler smith & mikey - linguini
linguini
{verse 1:}
yea
i need the beverly hill with the house in the woods
yea, life be a trip but it’s short so we make it feel good
yuh, i must empower my people with blessings on blessings no resting
i ain’t no saint or no angel, im just a contestant
yuh
~ they wanted real sh~t not codein bangers
we brought back feelings in coldest manners
lately we sound on a different channel
baby ain’t used to a different man
baby ain’t used to me
usually
~ all my n~ggas get respect
all we want is to live our life
all we want is to finesse
yes
yea
i eat linguini they creamy with vegan alfredo, yea
rappers too greedy
they can’t eat with us at the table
dip the grissini up in the sauce
bills to be paid, we breaking bread
i get the bag, why you be mad
somebody said to me
{hook:}
they wanted fendi and louis bags
front cover of gq and gucci belts
n~gga you ain’t even made yo bed
like yeah
i felt the tedious pull and drag
i got my visa to make it out
all that we want is to
get our ass out
like yeaaah
{verse 2:}
yea
i bust the choppa these shots ain’t gon miss out the target
calling up mikey my dude on the beat we been doin this sh~t since i started
i trust the choppa gon take us up
trust in the dough yea we rising up
i got the stash they need a fix
i be the pusha, i is
i’m lacking like all the integrity
honorable clarity came with the years
as i came up i claimed many different kind of petty feels
how many victories sealed
yet how many times that i fell
how many times i dun lived
equals how many times that i failed
they wanted
{hook:}
rarris in classic red
they wanted fendi and louis bags
front cover of gq and gucci belts
n~gga you ain’t even made yo bed
like yeah
i felt the tedious pull and drag
i got my visa to make it out
all that we want is to
get our ass out
like yeaaah
{verse 3:}
~ call me the flacko i copped her on copacabana
she callin me poppa, we f~cked in the sauna b~tt naked too foggy no camera
i rock the 92 adidas
i took a trip to montegra
i feel like tony montana
yeah
yeah
all my n~ggas get respect
all we want is to live our life
all we want is to finesse
yes
always grindin when you down
always grindin when you in it
always grindin till you out
(what im about)
{hook:}
they wanted fendi and louis bags
front cover of gq and gucci belts
n~gga you ain’t even made yo bed
like yeah
i felt the tedious pull and drag
i got my visa to make it out
all that we want is to
get our ass out
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