Ice on my wrist look like lemonade
I just keep praying for better days
Hop out the foreign in gettin paid
I'm drippin In water like I'm a wave
I did this shit with no plan
I feel like the man
I'm stackin these rubber bands
Two twenty three with the scope
Hit a lil nigga now he do running man
F*ck on that bitch and her friend
I hop on a jet and I'm headed straight to Japan
I want the money mane f*ck all the fame
I walk in the mall with a hunnid grand
And I put the stars in the ceiling
Shawty she bad yea she my little villain
Dont pay no mind to these nigga opinion
Do what I do Imma feel what I'm feeling
VVS stones on my neck for the clarity
I'm a shy guy but I know that you hearing me
She suck my dick now she trynna go marry me
I am the goat no their ain't no comparing me
I don't got the time
I can't go wife up no bitch
If I give you my love it ain't fair to me
And I stuff these racks in these balmain
Pull up at Saks I copped some Amiri jeans
When I'm in japan I be sippin Aquarius
I feel like lil uzi like bitch are u serious
You know these rocks on my wrist go delirious
Now she call my phone and be acting all furious
And if that shit dead then you know Imma leave it
Im In the stu off the head I don't read it
Went shopping at Lennox and pulled up at Neimans
If you spend the night in the morning you leaving
She asking for racks I'm like no way
Boy quit the cappin that beamer from 08'
Gucci my lens I don't care if you throw shade
And I make it rain on yo bitch like a snowday
And ion got time for beef shit
Ion got time for drama
And I don't really be on that leech shit
Cuz they know I'm the one with the commas
Ice on my wrist look like lemonade
I just keep praying for better days
Hop out the foreign in gettin paid
I'm drippin In water like I'm a wave
I did this shit with no plan
I feel like the man
I just keep stackin these rubber bands
Two twenty three with the scope
Hit a lil nigga now he do running man
F*ck on that bitch and her friend
I hop on a jet and I'm headed straight to Japan
I want the money mane f*ck all the fame
I walk in the mall with a hunnid grand
And I put the stars in the ceiling
Shawty she bad yea she my little villain
Don't pay no mind to these nigga opinion
Do what I do Imma feel what I'm feeling
Jaylen Anthony - Clarity Lyrics
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Ice on my wrist look like lemonade
I just keep praying for better days
Hop out the foreign in gettin paid
I'm drippin In water like I'm a wave
I did this shit with no plan
I feel like the man
I'm stackin these rubber bands
Two twenty three with the scope
Hit a lil nigga now he do running man
F*ck on that bitch and her friend
I hop on a jet and I'm headed straight to Japan
I want the money mane f*ck all the fame
I walk in the mall with a hunnid grand
And I put the stars in the ceiling
Shawty she bad yea she my little villain
Dont pay no mind to these nigga opinion
Do what I do Imma feel what I'm feeling
VVS stones on my neck for the clarity
I'm a shy guy but I know that you hearing me
She suck my dick now she trynna go marry me
I am the goat no their ain't no comparing me
I don't got the time
I can't go wife up no bitch
If I give you my love it ain't fair to me
And I stuff these racks in these balmain
Pull up at Saks I copped some Amiri jeans
When I'm in japan I be sippin Aquarius
I feel like lil uzi like bitch are u serious
You know these rocks on my wrist go delirious
Now she call my phone and be acting all furious
And if that shit dead then you know Imma leave it
Im In the stu off the head I don't read it
Went shopping at Lennox and pulled up at Neimans
If you spend the night in the morning you leaving
She asking for racks I'm like no way
Boy quit the cappin that beamer from 08'
Gucci my lens I don't care if you throw shade
And I make it rain on yo bitch like a snowday
And ion got time for beef shit
Ion got time for drama
And I don't really be on that leech shit
Cuz they know I'm the one with the commas
Ice on my wrist look like lemonade
I just keep praying for better days
Hop out the foreign in gettin paid
I'm drippin In water like I'm a wave
I did this shit with no plan
I feel like the man
I just keep stackin these rubber bands
Two twenty three with the scope
Hit a lil nigga now he do running man
F*ck on that bitch and her friend
I hop on a jet and I'm headed straight to Japan
I want the money mane f*ck all the fame
I walk in the mall with a hunnid grand
And I put the stars in the ceiling
Shawty she bad yea she my little villain
Don't pay no mind to these nigga opinion
Do what I do Imma feel what I'm feeling
I just keep praying for better days
Hop out the foreign in gettin paid
I'm drippin In water like I'm a wave
I did this shit with no plan
I feel like the man
I'm stackin these rubber bands
Two twenty three with the scope
Hit a lil nigga now he do running man
F*ck on that bitch and her friend
I hop on a jet and I'm headed straight to Japan
I want the money mane f*ck all the fame
I walk in the mall with a hunnid grand
And I put the stars in the ceiling
Shawty she bad yea she my little villain
Dont pay no mind to these nigga opinion
Do what I do Imma feel what I'm feeling
VVS stones on my neck for the clarity
I'm a shy guy but I know that you hearing me
She suck my dick now she trynna go marry me
I am the goat no their ain't no comparing me
I don't got the time
I can't go wife up no bitch
If I give you my love it ain't fair to me
And I stuff these racks in these balmain
Pull up at Saks I copped some Amiri jeans
When I'm in japan I be sippin Aquarius
I feel like lil uzi like bitch are u serious
You know these rocks on my wrist go delirious
Now she call my phone and be acting all furious
And if that shit dead then you know Imma leave it
Im In the stu off the head I don't read it
Went shopping at Lennox and pulled up at Neimans
If you spend the night in the morning you leaving
She asking for racks I'm like no way
Boy quit the cappin that beamer from 08'
Gucci my lens I don't care if you throw shade
And I make it rain on yo bitch like a snowday
And ion got time for beef shit
Ion got time for drama
And I don't really be on that leech shit
Cuz they know I'm the one with the commas
Ice on my wrist look like lemonade
I just keep praying for better days
Hop out the foreign in gettin paid
I'm drippin In water like I'm a wave
I did this shit with no plan
I feel like the man
I just keep stackin these rubber bands
Two twenty three with the scope
Hit a lil nigga now he do running man
F*ck on that bitch and her friend
I hop on a jet and I'm headed straight to Japan
I want the money mane f*ck all the fame
I walk in the mall with a hunnid grand
And I put the stars in the ceiling
Shawty she bad yea she my little villain
Don't pay no mind to these nigga opinion
Do what I do Imma feel what I'm feeling
Writer: Jordan Kong
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