Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
She want a man that got street credit leader of a squad
She wanna make my status even tho she loves the odds
I been ballin,big shot callin flyer than a hind
Her education left behind,she want a watch but cant tell time (Yeah yeah)
She scared to lose me that's why she choose me
I put 2 gs in my oowee
Smoke it like loosie
My attention signal too weak if it ain't loose leaf
I brought a custom with a Bruce Lee please dont confuse me
Disrespect could get you bitch slapped or prolly get your bitch slapped
UAV his mini map when we hit back no pity Pat's
Knew I was the man when I brought myself to show and tells
Rockstar move me like a snail but it move like airmail
Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (Come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
I been pepper paper chasing ain't no time being wasted
Might've stumbled like a nigga wasted but I'm hot now what's a cajun?
Might f*ck ya bitch on occasion lil freaky hoe said she Haitian
Haters always test a nigga patience
It's either stack or starve I need a couple cars wit a lot of horses that you push to start
Started working smarter instead of working harder now
It's time to see my niggas make the charts
Charging forward all my niggas blitzing Keep a blix yeah that clip different
1, 2, 3 red dot tease You might wanna keep ya distance
Lately I been feeling distant my circle smaller than a linchpin
Keep a dime or two in the kitchen Baby girl quarter water whipping
My wrist like to keep a Nixon Ain't rich yet that's the mission
Protojay been saw the vision Smitty shaping it with precision,Let's go!
Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (Come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
Senseigod - Headband (feat. Rell Marlee) Lyrics
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Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
She want a man that got street credit leader of a squad
She wanna make my status even tho she loves the odds
I been ballin,big shot callin flyer than a hind
Her education left behind,she want a watch but cant tell time (Yeah yeah)
She scared to lose me that's why she choose me
I put 2 gs in my oowee
Smoke it like loosie
My attention signal too weak if it ain't loose leaf
I brought a custom with a Bruce Lee please dont confuse me
Disrespect could get you bitch slapped or prolly get your bitch slapped
UAV his mini map when we hit back no pity Pat's
Knew I was the man when I brought myself to show and tells
Rockstar move me like a snail but it move like airmail
Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (Come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
I been pepper paper chasing ain't no time being wasted
Might've stumbled like a nigga wasted but I'm hot now what's a cajun?
Might f*ck ya bitch on occasion lil freaky hoe said she Haitian
Haters always test a nigga patience
It's either stack or starve I need a couple cars wit a lot of horses that you push to start
Started working smarter instead of working harder now
It's time to see my niggas make the charts
Charging forward all my niggas blitzing Keep a blix yeah that clip different
1, 2, 3 red dot tease You might wanna keep ya distance
Lately I been feeling distant my circle smaller than a linchpin
Keep a dime or two in the kitchen Baby girl quarter water whipping
My wrist like to keep a Nixon Ain't rich yet that's the mission
Protojay been saw the vision Smitty shaping it with precision,Let's go!
Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (Come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
She want a man that got street credit leader of a squad
She wanna make my status even tho she loves the odds
I been ballin,big shot callin flyer than a hind
Her education left behind,she want a watch but cant tell time (Yeah yeah)
She scared to lose me that's why she choose me
I put 2 gs in my oowee
Smoke it like loosie
My attention signal too weak if it ain't loose leaf
I brought a custom with a Bruce Lee please dont confuse me
Disrespect could get you bitch slapped or prolly get your bitch slapped
UAV his mini map when we hit back no pity Pat's
Knew I was the man when I brought myself to show and tells
Rockstar move me like a snail but it move like airmail
Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (Come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
I been pepper paper chasing ain't no time being wasted
Might've stumbled like a nigga wasted but I'm hot now what's a cajun?
Might f*ck ya bitch on occasion lil freaky hoe said she Haitian
Haters always test a nigga patience
It's either stack or starve I need a couple cars wit a lot of horses that you push to start
Started working smarter instead of working harder now
It's time to see my niggas make the charts
Charging forward all my niggas blitzing Keep a blix yeah that clip different
1, 2, 3 red dot tease You might wanna keep ya distance
Lately I been feeling distant my circle smaller than a linchpin
Keep a dime or two in the kitchen Baby girl quarter water whipping
My wrist like to keep a Nixon Ain't rich yet that's the mission
Protojay been saw the vision Smitty shaping it with precision,Let's go!
Headband got my head gone
I smoke dead strong
Her and my dick go head on
You feed her I get fed on
Dont call her it's a dead zone
I roll up get my meds on
Imma do w.e feels right sometimes I'm dead wrong
Everytime I come around (Come around)
100 hugs and pounds
DMs from my ex (Dms from my ex)
Hows it going down
I know they know my style lately I been running wild
Turn inches to a mile
I'm on the sundial
Writer: Jaqwan Baber
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