Maj O'narley - A.D.I.D.A.S Lyrics

Already high
Up in the sky
She fell in love wit my vibe
You know the vibe
Already fly
Hit & I'm tellin her bye
Stick to my word
Flippin a bird
I let the pelican fly
Then count the bread & get high
Soon as I get in my ride
Pullin up wit my "bling bling"
No lebron but I'm king king
Credit cards wit my team team
Yeah that's 78teen teen
& I ain't even 30
But I been to mad islands
& you know I be rollin
Stackin up & I'm wylin
Don't think you heard me
I'm not even 30
I don't even worry
You know I got hoes
Yea
Never mistake me
You know I got hoes
Sippin that henny
You know I got plenty & when it get low
I'ma cop me some moe
Drunk as a bitch when I'm rockin a show
& I'm still duckin the cops on the low
Shhh be quiet, niggas schemin
Stand up never leanin
Still addicted to the cake
Like an addict he feenin
Tell a hater "keep dreamin"
Give a f*ck what they thinkin
Red dot, red beam em
Stevie Wonder, I'on see em
Feds stop cuz they'on see us
Don't see us
Don't see us
I'm trappin on the road
Put the bricks on the road
Put the bitch on the road
Put the strips on the pole
Trap fast like a cheetah, yea
Got stripes like adidas, yea
I was trappin on the hoes
Got the bitch on the stroll
Got the bitch on the stroll
Got the strippers on the pole
Got stripes like addida, yeah
I'm stripes like addida, yeah
Everything on the go
Everything cop & go
I'm really not seein a reason why I shouldn't get that bag
The only the a nigga seein is how to get that cash
Purple weed I'm gon move it
Give a f*ck what you doin
Sayin we should stop trappin
Then what the f*ck should we do then ?
Try angles like Bermuda
Talk slick we gon mute em
Them dumb dumbs go foolish
I got the heat, you niggas better cool it
Jus took a trip out to Vegas
I was jus f*ckin ya bitch in the pool and ...
Had her right up in my room
& Now she wit you actin like she don't do this
I got the ice in my veins
I promise I'm cold like the shit in the freezer
Turn ya main bitch to an eater
Lyin & you gon believe her
If I want it I'ma buy it
Got a raw & I'ma light it
Power from the empire
See ya future like a psychic
Got the ball & I'ma hike it
Gotta stop the clock so I spike it
Back against the wall & I'm fightin
& Yeah I got the cash but I'm swipin
& You could get it all if you like it
& You could get it for the right prices
Know how to get it off without typin
Feds stop cuz they'on see us
Don't see us
Don't see us
I'm trappin on the road
Put the bricks on the road
Put the bitch on the road
Put the strips on the pole
Trap fast like a cheetah, yea
Got stripes like adidas, yea
I was trappin on the hoes
Got the bitch on the stroll
Got the bitch on the stroll
Got the strippers on the pole
Got stripes like addida, yeah
I'm stripes like addida, yeah
Everything on the go
Everything cop & go