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Ian the Rapper - Expensive Taste Lyrics



Ian the Rapper - Expensive Taste Lyrics




I done been around some people that don't look at me the same
Because I done some stupid shit just to run away from the pain
Got the gun and I just be spraying
On dead homies they know I'm praying
Now I don't got no one to blame
Will I blow up, or stay the same
I might throw up and go insane
I want the stars to say my name
If I could start this shit again
I'd tell my bro to not come in
So the shots could hit me instead
But who would do it if I'm dead
I've been grown making people sing like opera
With the choppa, he a big loud talker
Sending shots out through the door like my father

If I said it, then I meant it, I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah I 've gotta

Back in elementary I knew nothing was for free
Before my abc's before my 123's
Before the shots came in, before the company
Because my momma's tears
Because my bro's not here

Because my momma's tears
Because my bro's not here
Because my momma's tears
Because my bro's not here

Tick Tock
I'll throw them hands
Let the glock pop
Just like a clock
I do not stop
Huh yeah I put yo bitch in a neck lock
Huh yeah i do not stop non stop

Uno dos, tres
Dump the bodies, leave no trace
Yeah I'm running from the case
Slap my dick in yo bitch face

I know you got expensive taste
I can tell by the look on her face
You want the benz or the wraith
I wanna take her away
I hopped her ass on a plane
She bust down, give me brain
I'm not gone drown in fame
I know I'll still be the same
I hope my bro staying safe
You can't trust no one these days

Yeah, Yeah, I
Wanna be richer than doctor
Heat up this shit like a sauna
F*ck with the crew he a goner
Mini uzi with the extander
You get shot with no honour
Hit the block and I sell the shit
Yeah I sell the shit, I be selling bricks
When I'm coming round she want the dick
I ain't give it to her, I taunt the bitch
Only time I finish quick, is when the cops come bustin in
Free my homie doing 10
When I blow up, I'm freeing him
F*ck that jail cell he living in
And f*ck this world we living in
This shit don't make no f*cking sense
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I done been around some people that don't look at me the same
Because I done some stupid shit just to run away from the pain
Got the gun and I just be spraying
On dead homies they know I'm praying
Now I don't got no one to blame
Will I blow up, or stay the same
I might throw up and go insane
I want the stars to say my name
If I could start this shit again
I'd tell my bro to not come in
So the shots could hit me instead
But who would do it if I'm dead
I've been grown making people sing like opera
With the choppa, he a big loud talker
Sending shots out through the door like my father

If I said it, then I meant it, I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah, yeah I've gotta
I've gotta, yeah I 've gotta

Back in elementary I knew nothing was for free
Before my abc's before my 123's
Before the shots came in, before the company
Because my momma's tears
Because my bro's not here

Because my momma's tears
Because my bro's not here
Because my momma's tears
Because my bro's not here

Tick Tock
I'll throw them hands
Let the glock pop
Just like a clock
I do not stop
Huh yeah I put yo bitch in a neck lock
Huh yeah i do not stop non stop

Uno dos, tres
Dump the bodies, leave no trace
Yeah I'm running from the case
Slap my dick in yo bitch face

I know you got expensive taste
I can tell by the look on her face
You want the benz or the wraith
I wanna take her away
I hopped her ass on a plane
She bust down, give me brain
I'm not gone drown in fame
I know I'll still be the same
I hope my bro staying safe
You can't trust no one these days

Yeah, Yeah, I
Wanna be richer than doctor
Heat up this shit like a sauna
F*ck with the crew he a goner
Mini uzi with the extander
You get shot with no honour
Hit the block and I sell the shit
Yeah I sell the shit, I be selling bricks
When I'm coming round she want the dick
I ain't give it to her, I taunt the bitch
Only time I finish quick, is when the cops come bustin in
Free my homie doing 10
When I blow up, I'm freeing him
F*ck that jail cell he living in
And f*ck this world we living in
This shit don't make no f*cking sense
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Writer: Adrian Atienza
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Ian the Rapper
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Adrian Atienza

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