Lyrics:
posted by the club with it
I was robbing they where drugg dealing
I fucked around and put love in it
You pose to never mix know love with it
You pose
So green feel like money all around me (yeah yeah)
Stepping to the beat to the beat beat beat
Too clean with the mix (mix)
With my girls in the club in
crucified mutual suicide.
Who am I? Loco with vocals, goin' coast to coast.
Heaven'll move me, right, for sure.
Deception whether my brethren, but sunny
ain't drunk, then you in the wrong club
Don't feel sexy, you're on the wrong beat
Tell the bar that we don't want no glass
Just bottles and I'm buying
and mini skirts and spikes
The club is so black we can't see our own hands
I know you feel that bulge through them Fubu pants
You bold huh, want to feel
and mini skirts and spikes
The club is so black we can't see our own hands
I know you feel that bulge through them Fubu pants
You bold huh, want to feel
shit is intolerable
Livin' by principle
Starin' out over women in swimmin' suits by the pool
I'ma slide with a few
Every chance was spoiled, no
appears to be a random drive-by shooting
"Meanwhile, Eminem is rumored to be"
"On and off again relationship with"
"This just in, a tour bus involving
chances but you picked the latter
I know that she gon' feel the vibe
Feel it off the emoji and off of the message I send her
I know I'm an angel, angelic
Yeah, Divided Black (Arrrah) it's a vibe
Step into the club with my boys by my side
Bags full of cash money, big pride
We`re the center of attention,
hollow
Up in the mix, getting so lit
Club 'bout to close, you don't wanna dip
'cause when you're alone you're feeling so sick
You need to bone, just for
the teck
I might end up stealing you bitch
Catch a body hide out in the Jets, Jets jersey with hat to match
Smack you bitch I'm in the club with Mack Jay
up in the air (Yung Greyz I see you)
Lemme see your glasses up in the air (TeeY mix)
We celebrating every night in the air
So let the DJ put
gotta see me I'm giving the streets hell
I feel like the streets failed by tryna make me derail
We just buy and trade guns no we don't do no resales
Wake
so tight
I mix and mastered the vocals yeah that's really the fucking vibe
Please don't send hate I'm leaving it in the dark like night night
I'm
only drinking top tier
Yeah and the club is looking bright yea
And it's just the weeknd so we blinded by the fucking lights
Problems like my vision,
Stressed he's not, though he hears another rapper upstaged him
At a bigger club, didn't use the front pages
Hundred forty characters
Multiplied by another
time
Tell the dj take it slow
So I can see what's on ya mind
I can tell by the way you movin
That you feeling my vibe
I like the way you grinding on me
six rivals
Member you said I read but rode with
Killas, Niggas that'll bust in tha club you don't
Feels us strapped in the bed
Strapped pickin up
Unless you assimilate you never considered great
Demonstrate speech from your birth place you can't race
Disgraced by false handshakes, these punk rap
switch and tha vocals are loose
When I'm done mix it down, nuth'n left to prove
I'm here now year round, love it or scat
Simple quote from ma idol, tha
Produced by: TREETIME
Skit Vocal by: MC F.Port/PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞
MC F.Port’s Intro:
Damn, man, yo, gimmie the mic, man,
She don't take drugs with me
She hate when I'm off the shits
I can't feel my toes
That's how I know I'm lit
I keep mixing drugs
Yeah I should call it
Québec
Club La Boom next spot, 1738 shots
Bottles of Cîroc while my man Roots rocks
Shorty sipping Molson Dry, zonin' off that Cha Cha
No doubt I feel
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