On The Floor
(专辑: Ion Feel Nun - 2020)
[Icewear Vezzo:] Getting money nigga We gon' run this bitch up a
whole 'nother ticket (FOREVEROLLIN) EST. What it look like nigga? Gang action in this motherfucker Woooo Yeah, Never switching teams Aye only pour up clean when I'm mixing lean Yeah drop him in his hood we gon' switch the
scene I'll get a
pussy nigga wacked for a
zip of weed (Iced Up Records) Niggas oppositions And I
ain't selling niggas work, niggas competition Doggy lacking on his... Spend the
block and hit it I
got fifty thousand, all hunnids pokin out my denims He keep mugging out them sticks, We gon take his frames Yeah, dawg so strong it's gon break the
chain Lil cuddy told me niggas telling, gotta play my hands Rather bond my nigga outta jail 'fore I
make it rain For the
snakes in the
grass, keep a
mower on me I
ain't stepping in no party 'less that blower on me Nigga say he bout that action gotta show me something Between my AP and my necklace, thtat's a
quarter on me [EST Gee:] Riding thru Detroit in the
same Cat that I
got shot in Soon as I
woke up from surgery, I
told 'em drop ten The
city know, they catch a
body for me then they locked in My shooter got a
conscience, 'fore he slide he gotta pop xans 4
bricks of fish spead thru the
click, it ain't no fitting in Ric' ain't selling none of his for cheap he want 100 grand Yeah, the
wrong niggas to be speaking bout Pull up at yo bitch's house And catch you while you creeping out Shit done finally surfaced so it's deeper now Niggas cliquing up tryna make it even now I
ain't doing no more speaking bout So ain't no point in reaching out I
quit popping yoppas make it harder to let my demons out You thought that you was low at ya lil post One of them hoes done let yo secret out Bitch that ain't no secret house We got some involvement in the
recent drought When my niggas quit bringing it, It wasn't no good iced tea around Always snakes in the
grass, you gotta weed em out Most these bitches hoes, it take the
right nigga to bring it out Police took my jewelry in the
summer, I'm back freezing now I'm getting it out the
freezer now, meet me at my people house It's Big Gee the
bow man, AKA Mr. Leave it in a
skeezer's mouth [Payroll Giovanni:] I
went from rags to riches From small time to moving bags of menace To tryna touch some everlasting figures Used to need niggas help, then I
past them niggas Guess depending on myself made me mash on niggas Used to get fronted, now I
front bags to niggas They used to count me last, now I'm first class on niggas Audemars, that's a
slab my nigga, I'm talking dog food Press ignore for gossip, for profit, I
let the
call through Last spotted outside the
club we was in all coupes Champagne, 1942 when we fall through I'm Giovanni, lil nigga, what the
fuck they call you Just another clown with lies you swearing all true Still on the the
same shit, wake up daily change kicks Boy, you barely change fits, you be on that lame shit I
be out the
country, out the
blue, I
just take trips Bag moving as I
take sips Yeah nigga. Gee what up though. Vezzo, still on the
flo' Know what it is nigga