Pull up on Enzo might shoot you
Yeah
Call this jetlagging cause lately you be tripping
Nor I got a Mrs
Know you need attention
I don't see your friends
Who gone re-up then?
Marching with my mans shit
Sounding like a band
It go freaky freaky
After nine believe me
I don't a reason
It's your job to see it
F*ck shit is up I'm booming
One f*ck up I'm leaving
This shit sound amusing
Till I catch you sleeping
Just lost my manners, let's plan it, you really wanna know
I got cannabis, no amateurs, niggas never choke
If shit happens, it happens, we really on the low
Feel like ashes to ashes, whip is going Ghost
So yes I did it on my own
Ion need you f*ck*n h**
I was bhillin' with the bro's
You never made it to the show
Had to see it on your gram
Thought I'd see you in the stands
But it never was the plan
I won't treat you like I'm fam
Oh my shit, this is it
I been caught up in the mix
Ion need you selling dreams
Ion need no f*cking hints
I can't tell you who I is
I can't tell you where I been
I'm confessing on the real, this shit already a Sin
(This shit already a)
Call this jetlagging cause lately you be tripping
Nor I got a Mrs
Know you need attention
I don't see your friends
Who gone re-up then?
Marching with my mans shit
Sounding like a band
It go freaky freaky
After nine believe me
I don't a reason
It's your job to see it
F*ck shit is up I'm booming
One f*ck up I'm leaving
This shit sound amusing
Till I catch up sleeping
Through shots like a javelin
I've been doin 80 while my gas on E
Putting out this fire been a part of me
Give all my flowers before the Tele V
Enzmatic - Attent!on (feat. TWR) Lyrics
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Pull up on Enzo might shoot you
Yeah
Call this jetlagging cause lately you be tripping
Nor I got a Mrs
Know you need attention
I don't see your friends
Who gone re-up then?
Marching with my mans shit
Sounding like a band
It go freaky freaky
After nine believe me
I don't a reason
It's your job to see it
F*ck shit is up I'm booming
One f*ck up I'm leaving
This shit sound amusing
Till I catch you sleeping
Just lost my manners, let's plan it, you really wanna know
I got cannabis, no amateurs, niggas never choke
If shit happens, it happens, we really on the low
Feel like ashes to ashes, whip is going Ghost
So yes I did it on my own
Ion need you f*ck*n h**
I was bhillin' with the bro's
You never made it to the show
Had to see it on your gram
Thought I'd see you in the stands
But it never was the plan
I won't treat you like I'm fam
Oh my shit, this is it
I been caught up in the mix
Ion need you selling dreams
Ion need no f*cking hints
I can't tell you who I is
I can't tell you where I been
I'm confessing on the real, this shit already a Sin
(This shit already a)
Call this jetlagging cause lately you be tripping
Nor I got a Mrs
Know you need attention
I don't see your friends
Who gone re-up then?
Marching with my mans shit
Sounding like a band
It go freaky freaky
After nine believe me
I don't a reason
It's your job to see it
F*ck shit is up I'm booming
One f*ck up I'm leaving
This shit sound amusing
Till I catch up sleeping
Through shots like a javelin
I've been doin 80 while my gas on E
Putting out this fire been a part of me
Give all my flowers before the Tele V
Yeah
Call this jetlagging cause lately you be tripping
Nor I got a Mrs
Know you need attention
I don't see your friends
Who gone re-up then?
Marching with my mans shit
Sounding like a band
It go freaky freaky
After nine believe me
I don't a reason
It's your job to see it
F*ck shit is up I'm booming
One f*ck up I'm leaving
This shit sound amusing
Till I catch you sleeping
Just lost my manners, let's plan it, you really wanna know
I got cannabis, no amateurs, niggas never choke
If shit happens, it happens, we really on the low
Feel like ashes to ashes, whip is going Ghost
So yes I did it on my own
Ion need you f*ck*n h**
I was bhillin' with the bro's
You never made it to the show
Had to see it on your gram
Thought I'd see you in the stands
But it never was the plan
I won't treat you like I'm fam
Oh my shit, this is it
I been caught up in the mix
Ion need you selling dreams
Ion need no f*cking hints
I can't tell you who I is
I can't tell you where I been
I'm confessing on the real, this shit already a Sin
(This shit already a)
Call this jetlagging cause lately you be tripping
Nor I got a Mrs
Know you need attention
I don't see your friends
Who gone re-up then?
Marching with my mans shit
Sounding like a band
It go freaky freaky
After nine believe me
I don't a reason
It's your job to see it
F*ck shit is up I'm booming
One f*ck up I'm leaving
This shit sound amusing
Till I catch up sleeping
Through shots like a javelin
I've been doin 80 while my gas on E
Putting out this fire been a part of me
Give all my flowers before the Tele V
Writer: Junior Mathebula, Timna Memani
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid