Germany, nightclub making Club Musik
Pour a deuce inside the cup add some mud to it
It's Saturday call the girls up I'll bring the thugs to it
Walk in Saks and spend a bag I've just been running through it
I'm court side at The Garden I think I'm really hooping
We know that Desert the hardest like what these niggas doing
I brought them racks in the water and I ain't get em' ruined
Spring/Summer24 had to call Solo
Walking through the airport don't take no photos
I don't want no f*cking fan don't do no promo
Don't think niggas understand this my old flow
Been on a plane all my life, K-Ci JoJo
I said ill put you on a yacht but please don't rock the boat
I see that look up in her eyes know she on go
I got them real rich ties that you don't know
I've seen you niggas real life know your going broke
I said f*ck the afterparty its a no show
21, 200 you niggas so old
Lame niggas dick riding, what you going for
I swear this shit a suicide but the doors broke
Pouring red into the cup until it overflows
Hear the silence, hear the water from the waterfalls
Niggas crashing at the top make it harder fall
Pull the 458 out the horse stable
They told that nigga pray or sum but it won't save you
In the club geeking up, nigga unstable
Desert Boy flood the streets Spring/Summer baby
Swagger right check, change your whole life with like half of a step
Mansory kit you can see the effect
Dinner then club then it's back to the jet
Then it's back to the coupe
Different color diamonds looking like fruit
Prada show f*ck it put on a suit
In the west side tryna get in a groove
Cmon, throw me the oop
They caught me at Nobu I'm picking up food
You not tapped in, you not in the loop
Ah, grr, cmon, boom
I live a crazy life, I got some crazy clothes
I told 'em "ash it in the grass we gotta make the show"
Bae I can get you what you want just got to let me know
In Courchevel I'm skiing, geeking, finally seeing snow
Pack for the boats bae it's time to go
Rich ass nigga still stand in the store
Turn him to a ghost then I phantom my Rolls
She won't even look, he a fan of my hoe
Back to the basics
I'm up but I'm faded
Crashing the coupe, praying somebody save me
Saturday Sundancing Sundaying
Packing my bags seeing places and faces
Spilling cristal on a Cartier bracelet
Everyday flights we don't wait for vacation
Grass getting high I've been laying in blades
We do this shit for forever like glades
F*ck with these niggas and sum gon' shake
Ain't no expression I'm dead in the face
Blood in my cup by the end of the day
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Germany, nightclub making Club Musik
Pour a deuce inside the cup add some mud to it
It's Saturday call the girls up I'll bring the thugs to it
Walk in Saks and spend a bag I've just been running through it
I'm court side at The Garden I think I'm really hooping
We know that Desert the hardest like what these niggas doing
I brought them racks in the water and I ain't get em' ruined
Spring/Summer24 had to call Solo
Walking through the airport don't take no photos
I don't want no f*cking fan don't do no promo
Don't think niggas understand this my old flow
Been on a plane all my life, K-Ci JoJo
I said ill put you on a yacht but please don't rock the boat
I see that look up in her eyes know she on go
I got them real rich ties that you don't know
I've seen you niggas real life know your going broke
I said f*ck the afterparty its a no show
21, 200 you niggas so old
Lame niggas dick riding, what you going for
I swear this shit a suicide but the doors broke
Pouring red into the cup until it overflows
Hear the silence, hear the water from the waterfalls
Niggas crashing at the top make it harder fall
Pull the 458 out the horse stable
They told that nigga pray or sum but it won't save you
In the club geeking up, nigga unstable
Desert Boy flood the streets Spring/Summer baby
Swagger right check, change your whole life with like half of a step
Mansory kit you can see the effect
Dinner then club then it's back to the jet
Then it's back to the coupe
Different color diamonds looking like fruit
Prada show f*ck it put on a suit
In the west side tryna get in a groove
Cmon, throw me the oop
They caught me at Nobu I'm picking up food
You not tapped in, you not in the loop
Ah, grr, cmon, boom
I live a crazy life, I got some crazy clothes
I told 'em "ash it in the grass we gotta make the show"
Bae I can get you what you want just got to let me know
In Courchevel I'm skiing, geeking, finally seeing snow
Pack for the boats bae it's time to go
Rich ass nigga still stand in the store
Turn him to a ghost then I phantom my Rolls
She won't even look, he a fan of my hoe
Back to the basics
I'm up but I'm faded
Crashing the coupe, praying somebody save me
Saturday Sundancing Sundaying
Packing my bags seeing places and faces
Spilling cristal on a Cartier bracelet
Everyday flights we don't wait for vacation
Grass getting high I've been laying in blades
We do this shit for forever like glades
F*ck with these niggas and sum gon' shake
Ain't no expression I'm dead in the face
Blood in my cup by the end of the day
Pour a deuce inside the cup add some mud to it
It's Saturday call the girls up I'll bring the thugs to it
Walk in Saks and spend a bag I've just been running through it
I'm court side at The Garden I think I'm really hooping
We know that Desert the hardest like what these niggas doing
I brought them racks in the water and I ain't get em' ruined
Spring/Summer24 had to call Solo
Walking through the airport don't take no photos
I don't want no f*cking fan don't do no promo
Don't think niggas understand this my old flow
Been on a plane all my life, K-Ci JoJo
I said ill put you on a yacht but please don't rock the boat
I see that look up in her eyes know she on go
I got them real rich ties that you don't know
I've seen you niggas real life know your going broke
I said f*ck the afterparty its a no show
21, 200 you niggas so old
Lame niggas dick riding, what you going for
I swear this shit a suicide but the doors broke
Pouring red into the cup until it overflows
Hear the silence, hear the water from the waterfalls
Niggas crashing at the top make it harder fall
Pull the 458 out the horse stable
They told that nigga pray or sum but it won't save you
In the club geeking up, nigga unstable
Desert Boy flood the streets Spring/Summer baby
Swagger right check, change your whole life with like half of a step
Mansory kit you can see the effect
Dinner then club then it's back to the jet
Then it's back to the coupe
Different color diamonds looking like fruit
Prada show f*ck it put on a suit
In the west side tryna get in a groove
Cmon, throw me the oop
They caught me at Nobu I'm picking up food
You not tapped in, you not in the loop
Ah, grr, cmon, boom
I live a crazy life, I got some crazy clothes
I told 'em "ash it in the grass we gotta make the show"
Bae I can get you what you want just got to let me know
In Courchevel I'm skiing, geeking, finally seeing snow
Pack for the boats bae it's time to go
Rich ass nigga still stand in the store
Turn him to a ghost then I phantom my Rolls
She won't even look, he a fan of my hoe
Back to the basics
I'm up but I'm faded
Crashing the coupe, praying somebody save me
Saturday Sundancing Sundaying
Packing my bags seeing places and faces
Spilling cristal on a Cartier bracelet
Everyday flights we don't wait for vacation
Grass getting high I've been laying in blades
We do this shit for forever like glades
F*ck with these niggas and sum gon' shake
Ain't no expression I'm dead in the face
Blood in my cup by the end of the day
Writer: Desert Boy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid