Yaro 9 - 901 in London Lyrics

Two tone patek shit up on my wrist, I make it rain on you
Got these bitches talkin bout the 9, we go insane on ya
Walkin through the city, tryna blow it all
Took her for the night, i got her takin off

Tryna make a livin off this music got me broke as f*ck
Pop a half a tab, I'm at the moon, and I'm still goin up
Took anotha one, take anotha one
Life is just a drug, I don't take enough

Ima go 901
Im bout to spaz that shit
Feelin like Playboi Carti
Shorty gone suck dis dick

Ima go 901
Ima go 901
Ima go 901
Ima go 901
Yeah yeah

Fully Loaded
Choppa choppa
Running till the morning come up
Gotta cop it

Still be livin every moment
Need to mention
I ain't slowin down for no one
Even bitches

F*ckin!

F*ckin that bitch like an astronaut
Im in that pussy like aquanaut
She took a dip in the sweet sweet
It didn't matter I felt the thot

Louis V sheets
She got that bitch in some apricot
F*ckin on me
She ain't the main she the afterthought

Ima go 901
Im bout to spaz that shit
Feelin like Playboi Carti
Shorty gone suck dis dick

Ima go 901
Ima go 901
Ima go 901
Ima go 901
Yeah yeah

Now that I'm up and they like me
Two hoes stay with me, they icey
She got some diamonds she wifey
Dripping on me like some ice cream

I took a lot cuz I like it
Got his hoe tryna come bite me
She wanna see what I might be
901 bitch I ain't high key

Poppin a pilly I'm loaded
Shakin the frame outta focus
Takin a trip in the open
Now all my lyrics get quoted

Too f*ckin faded to notice
Bitch I'm the boss, I'm promoted
Diamonds like salt in the ocean
Drippin so easily noticed

Rockyyyy

Rocky road on my
I got gold on my
I stay ten toes down
Thought you know by now

We ain't roll with ya
We ain't smoke with ya
She want big bills
Bitch I ain't gone roll with ya