When I spit a verse, I just f*cking obliterate
Peasants playing king but the crown is mine, confiscate
When you're passing by stop and stare at my grand estate
My money stacks raise so fast yet I pay the bill, got the gates
Say that I'm all talk so I'm out here to demonstrate
When I speak my mind, they compare me to Aubrey Drake
I make better shit than y'all when I go to defecate
Man I can't handle this shit, y'all actin like the referee
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
I'm dripping sauce
In some Gucci shoes
Lookin like a boss
Counting up my guac
And I make a lot
Just like Travis Scott
Lamborghini, bought
Doors go up like hawks
Let the haters rot
Cuz they talk the talk
But don't walk the walk
Ima freaking kill anyone
Murder rappers like it's for fun
I just need a mic not a gun
When they see me they'll need to run
Life's a game that I guess I won
Spitting money like minty gum
It's ok bro, I got a ton
Lambo crash, buy another one
F*cked your girl, that's a hit-and-run
Boi I'm on the top level
You are at the bottom floor
Try to rise to me
You'll get shot down to the f*cking sewer
Try to come at me you'll be another corpse
In the streets
Start to look like war
On a horse
Picking up your whore
Boi I'm at the highest level
Im super lyrical, no mumble
I'm super talented
I'm always ballin like kaepernick
All my rivals be capped and shit
I only f*ck with designer fit
Hunded bands, cuz I'm super lit
Like some pizza and tits
Money stacking up all night
Money stacking up all night
Money's stacking up alright
Money's stacking up alright
Got some bitches holding me
Got some bitches holding me
Got some bitches on their knees
Got some bitches on their knees
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
I'm dripping sauce
In some Gucci shoes
Lookin like a boss
Counting up my guac
And I make a lot
Just like Travis Scott
Lamborghini, bought
Doors go up like hawks
Let the haters rot
Cuz they talk the talk
But don't walk the walk
Isn't it crazy how I'm funny, but you're the joke
Isn't it crazy how hoes love me, but when they suck they choke
Isn't it crazy how my shit fire, but you want smoke
Isn't it crazy how you're girl f*ck me, but you she won't
Boi I'm on the top level
You are at the bottom floor
Try to rise to me
You'll get shot down to the f*cking sewer
Try to come at me you'll be another corpse
In the streets
Start to look like war
On a horse
Picking up your whore
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
Dripping sauce
Gucci shoes
Counting guac
Haters rot
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Life$tyle - Playboy Lyrics
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When I spit a verse, I just f*cking obliterate
Peasants playing king but the crown is mine, confiscate
When you're passing by stop and stare at my grand estate
My money stacks raise so fast yet I pay the bill, got the gates
Say that I'm all talk so I'm out here to demonstrate
When I speak my mind, they compare me to Aubrey Drake
I make better shit than y'all when I go to defecate
Man I can't handle this shit, y'all actin like the referee
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
I'm dripping sauce
In some Gucci shoes
Lookin like a boss
Counting up my guac
And I make a lot
Just like Travis Scott
Lamborghini, bought
Doors go up like hawks
Let the haters rot
Cuz they talk the talk
But don't walk the walk
Ima freaking kill anyone
Murder rappers like it's for fun
I just need a mic not a gun
When they see me they'll need to run
Life's a game that I guess I won
Spitting money like minty gum
It's ok bro, I got a ton
Lambo crash, buy another one
F*cked your girl, that's a hit-and-run
Boi I'm on the top level
You are at the bottom floor
Try to rise to me
You'll get shot down to the f*cking sewer
Try to come at me you'll be another corpse
In the streets
Start to look like war
On a horse
Picking up your whore
Boi I'm at the highest level
Im super lyrical, no mumble
I'm super talented
I'm always ballin like kaepernick
All my rivals be capped and shit
I only f*ck with designer fit
Hunded bands, cuz I'm super lit
Like some pizza and tits
Money stacking up all night
Money stacking up all night
Money's stacking up alright
Money's stacking up alright
Got some bitches holding me
Got some bitches holding me
Got some bitches on their knees
Got some bitches on their knees
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
I'm dripping sauce
In some Gucci shoes
Lookin like a boss
Counting up my guac
And I make a lot
Just like Travis Scott
Lamborghini, bought
Doors go up like hawks
Let the haters rot
Cuz they talk the talk
But don't walk the walk
Isn't it crazy how I'm funny, but you're the joke
Isn't it crazy how hoes love me, but when they suck they choke
Isn't it crazy how my shit fire, but you want smoke
Isn't it crazy how you're girl f*ck me, but you she won't
Boi I'm on the top level
You are at the bottom floor
Try to rise to me
You'll get shot down to the f*cking sewer
Try to come at me you'll be another corpse
In the streets
Start to look like war
On a horse
Picking up your whore
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
Dripping sauce
Gucci shoes
Counting guac
Haters rot
Peasants playing king but the crown is mine, confiscate
When you're passing by stop and stare at my grand estate
My money stacks raise so fast yet I pay the bill, got the gates
Say that I'm all talk so I'm out here to demonstrate
When I speak my mind, they compare me to Aubrey Drake
I make better shit than y'all when I go to defecate
Man I can't handle this shit, y'all actin like the referee
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
I'm dripping sauce
In some Gucci shoes
Lookin like a boss
Counting up my guac
And I make a lot
Just like Travis Scott
Lamborghini, bought
Doors go up like hawks
Let the haters rot
Cuz they talk the talk
But don't walk the walk
Ima freaking kill anyone
Murder rappers like it's for fun
I just need a mic not a gun
When they see me they'll need to run
Life's a game that I guess I won
Spitting money like minty gum
It's ok bro, I got a ton
Lambo crash, buy another one
F*cked your girl, that's a hit-and-run
Boi I'm on the top level
You are at the bottom floor
Try to rise to me
You'll get shot down to the f*cking sewer
Try to come at me you'll be another corpse
In the streets
Start to look like war
On a horse
Picking up your whore
Boi I'm at the highest level
Im super lyrical, no mumble
I'm super talented
I'm always ballin like kaepernick
All my rivals be capped and shit
I only f*ck with designer fit
Hunded bands, cuz I'm super lit
Like some pizza and tits
Money stacking up all night
Money stacking up all night
Money's stacking up alright
Money's stacking up alright
Got some bitches holding me
Got some bitches holding me
Got some bitches on their knees
Got some bitches on their knees
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
I'm dripping sauce
In some Gucci shoes
Lookin like a boss
Counting up my guac
And I make a lot
Just like Travis Scott
Lamborghini, bought
Doors go up like hawks
Let the haters rot
Cuz they talk the talk
But don't walk the walk
Isn't it crazy how I'm funny, but you're the joke
Isn't it crazy how hoes love me, but when they suck they choke
Isn't it crazy how my shit fire, but you want smoke
Isn't it crazy how you're girl f*ck me, but you she won't
Boi I'm on the top level
You are at the bottom floor
Try to rise to me
You'll get shot down to the f*cking sewer
Try to come at me you'll be another corpse
In the streets
Start to look like war
On a horse
Picking up your whore
Bitch in the front sucking like she in a porno
Bitch in the back telling me to take my clothes off
Bitch on the side works at playboy, she a model
Man I got so many hoes, I don't know what to do with em
Dripping sauce
Gucci shoes
Counting guac
Haters rot
Writer: Lucas Styles
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid