Yea, told you f*ck boys you aint ready
Posted on 5th in a brand chevy
Hunched in the whip cuz the chain so heavy
Uh yeah,
Am i too petty
Or am i too pretty to getty
Keep an eye open like fetty
But i ain't gotta glock in my rari
Still a playboy like carti (FIEN, FIEN!)
Don't get me started
Follow this cadence
Keep a couple bad bitches in my rotation
Couple racks down on her thats a donation
OG kush got me looking all asian
Finally made it global
Now every city know my f*cking logo
Dame time shooting from the logo
Then i gotta smile for a photo
Took it from a menace to a mogul god damn
All in my zone I'm rolling up cones. I don't wanna do paperwork! (Nah!!!)
Last i checked that aint how favors work (Nah!!!)
I'm just ramping up you don't know how manic work (Nah!!!!)
If you know one thing then you know i put the family first
Had a sugar mama whippin in a benz
She would pull up on the kid and come spoil me
Whole team built off loyalty
Everybody good money looking like royalty
We don't take Ls all W's
Top shelf pussy is the only thing i'm running through
Got a lil bad mamacita in some bloody shoes
You gone f*ck around and you gone find out what the money do , money do
Mixing my meds with the melodies
Feeling too heavenly
Locked 2 times no felonies
Still want a girl like a girl like penelope
Still got the remedy
Good weed and a little hennessee
Still saying prayers for my enemies
F*ck a trap house my building got amenenties
Politicin like i was a kennedy
Shaking hands kissin babies im just building up my legacy
Now im billboard bound
Too turnt up cant turn this down
And i still got the juice
Quick 16 and i burn down the booth
Still not the type that gone play by the rules
Never been played for a fool
Swear these motherf*ckers don't know how to move
Hell bound but I'm heaven sent
Me against me
Competition is irrelevant
Only thing i care about is stacking up these presidents
And making sure my mama living better than she ever did
Best out now no comparison
Should have never let me write my own narrative
Got the flame right ima carry it
I love the game so much that i married it
Yeahhhhhh
Dont worry bout mine or what i earn, homie that really ain't your concern yelling out live learn twist burn
Yeahhhhhh
Dont worry bout mine or what i earn, homie that really ain't your concern yelling out live learn twist burn
Dylan St. John - From the Logo Lyrics
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Yea, told you f*ck boys you aint ready
Posted on 5th in a brand chevy
Hunched in the whip cuz the chain so heavy
Uh yeah,
Am i too petty
Or am i too pretty to getty
Keep an eye open like fetty
But i ain't gotta glock in my rari
Still a playboy like carti (FIEN, FIEN!)
Don't get me started
Follow this cadence
Keep a couple bad bitches in my rotation
Couple racks down on her thats a donation
OG kush got me looking all asian
Finally made it global
Now every city know my f*cking logo
Dame time shooting from the logo
Then i gotta smile for a photo
Took it from a menace to a mogul god damn
All in my zone I'm rolling up cones. I don't wanna do paperwork! (Nah!!!)
Last i checked that aint how favors work (Nah!!!)
I'm just ramping up you don't know how manic work (Nah!!!!)
If you know one thing then you know i put the family first
Had a sugar mama whippin in a benz
She would pull up on the kid and come spoil me
Whole team built off loyalty
Everybody good money looking like royalty
We don't take Ls all W's
Top shelf pussy is the only thing i'm running through
Got a lil bad mamacita in some bloody shoes
You gone f*ck around and you gone find out what the money do , money do
Mixing my meds with the melodies
Feeling too heavenly
Locked 2 times no felonies
Still want a girl like a girl like penelope
Still got the remedy
Good weed and a little hennessee
Still saying prayers for my enemies
F*ck a trap house my building got amenenties
Politicin like i was a kennedy
Shaking hands kissin babies im just building up my legacy
Now im billboard bound
Too turnt up cant turn this down
And i still got the juice
Quick 16 and i burn down the booth
Still not the type that gone play by the rules
Never been played for a fool
Swear these motherf*ckers don't know how to move
Hell bound but I'm heaven sent
Me against me
Competition is irrelevant
Only thing i care about is stacking up these presidents
And making sure my mama living better than she ever did
Best out now no comparison
Should have never let me write my own narrative
Got the flame right ima carry it
I love the game so much that i married it
Yeahhhhhh
Dont worry bout mine or what i earn, homie that really ain't your concern yelling out live learn twist burn
Yeahhhhhh
Dont worry bout mine or what i earn, homie that really ain't your concern yelling out live learn twist burn
Posted on 5th in a brand chevy
Hunched in the whip cuz the chain so heavy
Uh yeah,
Am i too petty
Or am i too pretty to getty
Keep an eye open like fetty
But i ain't gotta glock in my rari
Still a playboy like carti (FIEN, FIEN!)
Don't get me started
Follow this cadence
Keep a couple bad bitches in my rotation
Couple racks down on her thats a donation
OG kush got me looking all asian
Finally made it global
Now every city know my f*cking logo
Dame time shooting from the logo
Then i gotta smile for a photo
Took it from a menace to a mogul god damn
All in my zone I'm rolling up cones. I don't wanna do paperwork! (Nah!!!)
Last i checked that aint how favors work (Nah!!!)
I'm just ramping up you don't know how manic work (Nah!!!!)
If you know one thing then you know i put the family first
Had a sugar mama whippin in a benz
She would pull up on the kid and come spoil me
Whole team built off loyalty
Everybody good money looking like royalty
We don't take Ls all W's
Top shelf pussy is the only thing i'm running through
Got a lil bad mamacita in some bloody shoes
You gone f*ck around and you gone find out what the money do , money do
Mixing my meds with the melodies
Feeling too heavenly
Locked 2 times no felonies
Still want a girl like a girl like penelope
Still got the remedy
Good weed and a little hennessee
Still saying prayers for my enemies
F*ck a trap house my building got amenenties
Politicin like i was a kennedy
Shaking hands kissin babies im just building up my legacy
Now im billboard bound
Too turnt up cant turn this down
And i still got the juice
Quick 16 and i burn down the booth
Still not the type that gone play by the rules
Never been played for a fool
Swear these motherf*ckers don't know how to move
Hell bound but I'm heaven sent
Me against me
Competition is irrelevant
Only thing i care about is stacking up these presidents
And making sure my mama living better than she ever did
Best out now no comparison
Should have never let me write my own narrative
Got the flame right ima carry it
I love the game so much that i married it
Yeahhhhhh
Dont worry bout mine or what i earn, homie that really ain't your concern yelling out live learn twist burn
Yeahhhhhh
Dont worry bout mine or what i earn, homie that really ain't your concern yelling out live learn twist burn
Writer: DYLAN ST. JOHN
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc.