UK Duty Paid
(专辑: Home Alone 2 - 2021)
I
want these niggas to die, to die, on God I
want them niggas to die, mm-mm I
want these niggas to (Ayo, Waterboy, this shit wet) I
want these niggas to die, quick, hop out the
passenger side, quick (Mm-mm) I'm with broski and that is the
psyche, brand new, the
glizzy, I
like it And my Rollie is full up with diamonds, I
made the
world for my lifers (Yeah) And we're telling those niggas over there, "Stay strapped" 'cause they're nothing alike us I'm in Amiri all white and this codeine is splashing all over my tee I
told my nigga on set we spend money on guns, we don't settle this beef Fell asleep in Off-White (White) Got the
money off white (White) The
diamonds are different, they're hitting I
know that he's living a
lie (Lie) She do it every time, she do it every time, she do it every time (Ahlie) Dinner dates, we need privacy, she at the
suite, it's fine This is Richard Mille for the
time, baby, 165 (165) In the
back of the
Rolls, I
feel high, baby, we just switch the
vibe (Ya dig?) I
pray for my niggas to win (Ya dig?) I
pray for my niggas to leave I
pay for my bitches, a
thousand a
night And we fuck, and we stay in the
Ritz My diamonds are wetter than hailstone I
come up, cook crack out the
hellhole Paranoid, survivors guilt so real but it is what it is Little rectangle pedal in the
Porsche Turn the
demon in sport, 190 in this bitch 'Cause I'm paranoid Niggas dying over price like it's killing me to live Young stunter, got a
hammer in the
Ritz Nigga wish for bad will but I
pray Allah forbids [?] the
skelly, I'm ready, just whatever the
name is I'm dropping the
white, I'm loving the
price so how am I
racist? (How?) You was with me, just down in the
trench, so how did we go different places? (How?) You was with me, you sat on the
fence and that shit was really the
fakest It's those eyes, baby, those thighs, baby, don't say it, don't stop Criticise, baby, put an eight in my lung and the
money don't stop And there ain't no jobs in my city so the
cocaine came in soft I
carry a
brick in the
Porsche (Yeah) I
carry a
stick in the
whore I
pray for my niggas to win (Ya dig?) I
pray for my niggas to leave (Ya dig?) I
pay for my bitches, a
thousand a
night And we fuck, and we stay in the
Ritz (Ya dig?) My diamonds are wetter than hailstone I
come up, cook crack out the
hellhole Paranoid, survivors guilt so real but it is what it is Little rectangle pedal in the
Porsche Turn the
demon in sport, 190 in this bitch 'Cause I'm paranoid Niggas dying over price like it's killing me to live Young stunter, got a
hammer in the
Ritz Nigga wish for bad will but I
pray Allah forbids