This is life, 100 miles, going missing lights ATL, missing flights, Aye we hell, get it right
Aye, C. Bell, this is life, all black shades, Dizzy Wright, off your top like can he write
Ran that clock so many nights, ran that clock so many times
Still in my 20's, grindin' like I'm 40-something Heard so many claps around my hood, you think
Magnolia comin' You can't find a nigga that say I gave him
Up or owe him somethin
Youngin' in these streets, tryna get motion
Bitch, I'll show you somethin
Bitch quit pourin' bullshit in your cup, you drinkin' Robitussin
I might get a Cybertruck just cause I like The open button
Get them people tight when I get the quiet shit and shoulders shruggin
Time I get off stage, my driver know to have that motor runnin
Yeah, what's up
Me and Bae. don't set shit on the floor, cause we like to f*ck up
Championship shit, niggas put in work, bitch, we ain't luck up
Nicky Barnes shit before he flip, bitch, you can't touch us
Ayy, this your bitch, bop Bro, just use my name and get an endorsement
Deal with Zip-Lock
Jaden Smith, catch me behind the wheel, poppin
Chris Rock, finna get thug life across my abs like I'm Tupac
I came with whatever, f*ck what you got Can't f*ck with shit that's too hot
Nigga, I just took your boo out I forgot which car to drive today
My doc just took my screw out Big shit, I don't got no time to waste
It's linked with Johnny Guwop
Lil' nigga a crash dummy, die for some shit that he ain't knew about
She tired of rappin' somethin, hearin' it the way she wanna do pop
I'ma mop the floor with niggas and clean it up till no more dirty socks
Dirty sticks, dirty glocks, ain't shit to get that 30 box, nigga
Good shooters always gon' get they jerseys rocked, nigga
Bad newser's always gon' get they blessings blocked, nigga
Get on through before 12, come like breakfast spots, nigga
Come on through before 12, come like breakfast spots, nigga
Ayy, what's up? Me and Bae don't set shit on the floor, we like to f*ck up
Championship shit, niggas put in work, bitch, we ain't luck up
Nicky Barnes shit before he flip, bitch, you can't touch us
Can't touch us
Jair Tha Popstar - Mister Untouchable Lyrics
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This is life, 100 miles, going missing lights ATL, missing flights, Aye we hell, get it right
Aye, C. Bell, this is life, all black shades, Dizzy Wright, off your top like can he write
Ran that clock so many nights, ran that clock so many times
Still in my 20's, grindin' like I'm 40-something Heard so many claps around my hood, you think
Magnolia comin' You can't find a nigga that say I gave him
Up or owe him somethin
Youngin' in these streets, tryna get motion
Bitch, I'll show you somethin
Bitch quit pourin' bullshit in your cup, you drinkin' Robitussin
I might get a Cybertruck just cause I like The open button
Get them people tight when I get the quiet shit and shoulders shruggin
Time I get off stage, my driver know to have that motor runnin
Yeah, what's up
Me and Bae. don't set shit on the floor, cause we like to f*ck up
Championship shit, niggas put in work, bitch, we ain't luck up
Nicky Barnes shit before he flip, bitch, you can't touch us
Ayy, this your bitch, bop Bro, just use my name and get an endorsement
Deal with Zip-Lock
Jaden Smith, catch me behind the wheel, poppin
Chris Rock, finna get thug life across my abs like I'm Tupac
I came with whatever, f*ck what you got Can't f*ck with shit that's too hot
Nigga, I just took your boo out I forgot which car to drive today
My doc just took my screw out Big shit, I don't got no time to waste
It's linked with Johnny Guwop
Lil' nigga a crash dummy, die for some shit that he ain't knew about
She tired of rappin' somethin, hearin' it the way she wanna do pop
I'ma mop the floor with niggas and clean it up till no more dirty socks
Dirty sticks, dirty glocks, ain't shit to get that 30 box, nigga
Good shooters always gon' get they jerseys rocked, nigga
Bad newser's always gon' get they blessings blocked, nigga
Get on through before 12, come like breakfast spots, nigga
Come on through before 12, come like breakfast spots, nigga
Ayy, what's up? Me and Bae don't set shit on the floor, we like to f*ck up
Championship shit, niggas put in work, bitch, we ain't luck up
Nicky Barnes shit before he flip, bitch, you can't touch us
Can't touch us
Aye, C. Bell, this is life, all black shades, Dizzy Wright, off your top like can he write
Ran that clock so many nights, ran that clock so many times
Still in my 20's, grindin' like I'm 40-something Heard so many claps around my hood, you think
Magnolia comin' You can't find a nigga that say I gave him
Up or owe him somethin
Youngin' in these streets, tryna get motion
Bitch, I'll show you somethin
Bitch quit pourin' bullshit in your cup, you drinkin' Robitussin
I might get a Cybertruck just cause I like The open button
Get them people tight when I get the quiet shit and shoulders shruggin
Time I get off stage, my driver know to have that motor runnin
Yeah, what's up
Me and Bae. don't set shit on the floor, cause we like to f*ck up
Championship shit, niggas put in work, bitch, we ain't luck up
Nicky Barnes shit before he flip, bitch, you can't touch us
Ayy, this your bitch, bop Bro, just use my name and get an endorsement
Deal with Zip-Lock
Jaden Smith, catch me behind the wheel, poppin
Chris Rock, finna get thug life across my abs like I'm Tupac
I came with whatever, f*ck what you got Can't f*ck with shit that's too hot
Nigga, I just took your boo out I forgot which car to drive today
My doc just took my screw out Big shit, I don't got no time to waste
It's linked with Johnny Guwop
Lil' nigga a crash dummy, die for some shit that he ain't knew about
She tired of rappin' somethin, hearin' it the way she wanna do pop
I'ma mop the floor with niggas and clean it up till no more dirty socks
Dirty sticks, dirty glocks, ain't shit to get that 30 box, nigga
Good shooters always gon' get they jerseys rocked, nigga
Bad newser's always gon' get they blessings blocked, nigga
Get on through before 12, come like breakfast spots, nigga
Come on through before 12, come like breakfast spots, nigga
Ayy, what's up? Me and Bae don't set shit on the floor, we like to f*ck up
Championship shit, niggas put in work, bitch, we ain't luck up
Nicky Barnes shit before he flip, bitch, you can't touch us
Can't touch us
Writer: Jair Golden
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