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Biggieily - Innocent Lyrics



Biggieily - Innocent Lyrics




Black Maserati and I'm drivin', we're nowhere to go
Talkin' out your neck, the whole world know that you a ho
If we got beef, f*ck fightin', nigga, grab yo pole
Smile on my face, but I promise that I'm not alright

240 on the dash, I might f*ck around and die tonight
I'm smokin' out the bong nigga, hit that shit and pass the light
Spring green it's in my pockets, nigga, but I'm not flight
Bitch playin' games, but I promise this ain't 2K

Glock with a switch, that shit came from Guadalupe
I'm lookin' for the drugs, took a perc, it's a 30
A minute on the clock, f*ck a huddle, we in hurry
Ballin' on these bitches, feelin' like I'm Stephen Curry

Winnin' in the clutch, won't go out like Brock Purdy
Pour a four up in that cup, you know we sippin' that dirty
Started from the bottom, you know this shit ain't been easy
Fightin' temptation, you know these demons get freaky

Took a Xan and I wash it down with the lean
Nah, that was not the best of things
Took a Xan and I wash it down with the lean
Nah, that was not the best of things

Pure pain in my stomach, yeah, that's what I felt
Take more, that's what the demons said, yeah, it'll help
I don't recommend, lack of bad review on Yelp
Got me prayin', got me on my knees, please, Lord, help

Spazzin' on the track, cuz we know this shit ain't over
And f*ck a Lambo, I'ma get up in that Rover
Or maybe just a Tesla, cuz it's really f*ck a motor
Puff, puff, pass, pass the blunt

I think I hurt her feelings, cuz she's just called me a cunt
I just call the shots, I let my young niggas hunt
And if you wanna feature, better pay that shit up front
Treat these bitches like it's football four days then a punt

And we ain't eating expensive, not on the first date
I just gotta know, are you mine or are you here to play
Cuz I got the bread, and if you pretty, baby, you can give me head
And if you gotta man, we dump his ass with led

And leave him there for dead, nigga, yeah
You heard what I said
What I said
I took a perc, and I washed it down with the lean

Nah, that was not the best of things
I took a perc, and I washed it down with the lean
Nah, that was not the best of things

Gone
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Black Maserati and I'm drivin', we're nowhere to go
Talkin' out your neck, the whole world know that you a ho
If we got beef, f*ck fightin', nigga, grab yo pole
Smile on my face, but I promise that I'm not alright

240 on the dash, I might f*ck around and die tonight
I'm smokin' out the bong nigga, hit that shit and pass the light
Spring green it's in my pockets, nigga, but I'm not flight
Bitch playin' games, but I promise this ain't 2K

Glock with a switch, that shit came from Guadalupe
I'm lookin' for the drugs, took a perc, it's a 30
A minute on the clock, f*ck a huddle, we in hurry
Ballin' on these bitches, feelin' like I'm Stephen Curry

Winnin' in the clutch, won't go out like Brock Purdy
Pour a four up in that cup, you know we sippin' that dirty
Started from the bottom, you know this shit ain't been easy
Fightin' temptation, you know these demons get freaky

Took a Xan and I wash it down with the lean
Nah, that was not the best of things
Took a Xan and I wash it down with the lean
Nah, that was not the best of things

Pure pain in my stomach, yeah, that's what I felt
Take more, that's what the demons said, yeah, it'll help
I don't recommend, lack of bad review on Yelp
Got me prayin', got me on my knees, please, Lord, help

Spazzin' on the track, cuz we know this shit ain't over
And f*ck a Lambo, I'ma get up in that Rover
Or maybe just a Tesla, cuz it's really f*ck a motor
Puff, puff, pass, pass the blunt

I think I hurt her feelings, cuz she's just called me a cunt
I just call the shots, I let my young niggas hunt
And if you wanna feature, better pay that shit up front
Treat these bitches like it's football four days then a punt

And we ain't eating expensive, not on the first date
I just gotta know, are you mine or are you here to play
Cuz I got the bread, and if you pretty, baby, you can give me head
And if you gotta man, we dump his ass with led

And leave him there for dead, nigga, yeah
You heard what I said
What I said
I took a perc, and I washed it down with the lean

Nah, that was not the best of things
I took a perc, and I washed it down with the lean
Nah, that was not the best of things

Gone
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Writer: Tristin Marshall
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