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El Escobario - Ain't.No.Room Lyrics



El Escobario - Ain't.No.Room Lyrics
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Got 40 got a mac I'm finna shoot
Cop a F and N hop up in the coupe
Fendi on waist bitch I'm rockin trues
Steppin back then i steal yo boo
If you tryina play nigga make a move
I be wildin out I be with my goons
I be smokin pack high up on the moon
Get off my block nigga ain't no room
Get a K hop up in the wraith
Niggas mad they always wanna hate
Pass a bitch they always wanna date
Just because I skeet up on her face
I ain't a plug but always be up trappin up gas
Pullin up lil nigga imma take a step back
Bitches be mad always up on my ass
Get off my ass bitch you ain't loyal im tryina dash like
Got a heater and I'm f*ckin bleedin
Got Versace on smokin reefer
Ain't take you back no apologies and
Count my cash I'm sippin margarita
Got Margiela I'm so f*ckin extra
VVS be shinin I'm so concieted
Tryina tag along you call me every weekend
Get off my phone put you on hold I keep my grip and
Double my cup I'm rockin the Prada I don't give a f*ck
Gettin it tucked you smokin on reggie can't have you pull up
Send you away I'm makin this money I'm makin a K
Spittin bars everyday Suicide High no you can't relate
You cannot relate my niggas wild we toting them K's
Give f*cks everyday you f*ck with my Birdy get shot in the face
Pipe on my waist, my lawyers and K, ya I'm beatin the case
Was out of the game, I'm coming back now and I'm dropping a tape
I'm always a savage don't f*ck with my cabbage my niggas ain't average we
Runnin your trap shit we toting the ratchet
My Mac got a fast clip the Ruger go back and
I go super savage I'm ballin like Mavericks
I'm living so lavage my money be stacking
Gucci I'm packin' that Louis I'm strapping
I buy what I want cuz I always be trapping
I told em I be back
I got locked up in the jam
With some niggas off the twack
Ya some niggas shooting smack
Some niggas smoking crack
Ya they locked me up for flats
Ya they locked me up for act
Man I miss smoking pack
Few more months I get it back
They don't want me coming back
Cuz they talk behind my back
Ya them pussies got them gats
Ya I always got that Mac
Ya that bitch click clack
Lil nigga you a rat
I see that sign up on your back
Got 40 got a mac I'm finna shoot
Cop a F and N hop up in the coupe
Fendi on waist bitch I'm rockin trues
Steppin back then i steal yo boo
If you tryina play nigga make a move
I be wildin out I be with my goons
I be smokin pack high up on the moon
Get off my block nigga ain't no room
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Got 40 got a mac I'm finna shoot
Cop a F and N hop up in the coupe
Fendi on waist bitch I'm rockin trues
Steppin back then i steal yo boo
If you tryina play nigga make a move
I be wildin out I be with my goons
I be smokin pack high up on the moon
Get off my block nigga ain't no room
Get a K hop up in the wraith
Niggas mad they always wanna hate
Pass a bitch they always wanna date
Just because I skeet up on her face
I ain't a plug but always be up trappin up gas
Pullin up lil nigga imma take a step back
Bitches be mad always up on my ass
Get off my ass bitch you ain't loyal im tryina dash like
Got a heater and I'm f*ckin bleedin
Got Versace on smokin reefer
Ain't take you back no apologies and
Count my cash I'm sippin margarita
Got Margiela I'm so f*ckin extra
VVS be shinin I'm so concieted
Tryina tag along you call me every weekend
Get off my phone put you on hold I keep my grip and
Double my cup I'm rockin the Prada I don't give a f*ck
Gettin it tucked you smokin on reggie can't have you pull up
Send you away I'm makin this money I'm makin a K
Spittin bars everyday Suicide High no you can't relate
You cannot relate my niggas wild we toting them K's
Give f*cks everyday you f*ck with my Birdy get shot in the face
Pipe on my waist, my lawyers and K, ya I'm beatin the case
Was out of the game, I'm coming back now and I'm dropping a tape
I'm always a savage don't f*ck with my cabbage my niggas ain't average we
Runnin your trap shit we toting the ratchet
My Mac got a fast clip the Ruger go back and
I go super savage I'm ballin like Mavericks
I'm living so lavage my money be stacking
Gucci I'm packin' that Louis I'm strapping
I buy what I want cuz I always be trapping
I told em I be back
I got locked up in the jam
With some niggas off the twack
Ya some niggas shooting smack
Some niggas smoking crack
Ya they locked me up for flats
Ya they locked me up for act
Man I miss smoking pack
Few more months I get it back
They don't want me coming back
Cuz they talk behind my back
Ya them pussies got them gats
Ya I always got that Mac
Ya that bitch click clack
Lil nigga you a rat
I see that sign up on your back
Got 40 got a mac I'm finna shoot
Cop a F and N hop up in the coupe
Fendi on waist bitch I'm rockin trues
Steppin back then i steal yo boo
If you tryina play nigga make a move
I be wildin out I be with my goons
I be smokin pack high up on the moon
Get off my block nigga ain't no room
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Writer: Adnan Benedict, Khalid Cowman
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Written by: Adnan Benedict, Khalid Cowman

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