lirik lagu project 1 – a.k grey
yah
ay (yuh, yuh)
hyuh
ak paper chasin countin’ commas like capone
we just dodgin’ drama leveling up like mario ay
turn up all the way the pack too loud just like my shows
prophets stackin profit flexin’ the funds they already know
less go
my drip is 10k lakes sh*t
cookin in the cold
minnesota goat been holdin’ the reins just made it snow
i pull hunnids out the bank yuh
a hundred different flows
elevate get that bag up all of my homies in that mode
tryna find out where i been at told em only heaven knows
grindin’ only way to get it feel tony off that boat
i’m livin’ lit up b*tch i’m gifted hittin different type of notes
akg all kinda green a vivid picturе on the drone
go
i just wanna shyne likе sosa glowed up
posted in double g running these bandz
rollin i turn up with goza pourin’ up
p*ssy want problems you prolly on crack
sippin’ on pop in sota hol up
golden rope frozen i feel like the man
danny phantom thots just ghost those hoes it’s ak montana they didn’t have a chance
this 808 hit like a blade to the back
i just resurrect never rest better than ever
it’s lit
ton of more money to get
told em been born with the grit
sh*t look at my wrist
fresh n the m on my kicks
neck is the color of p*ss
drippin’ tbc fit
ripped like i just hit the gym
dissin’ you know that i’m him
they callin quits
mad they can’t f*ck with the kid
it is what it is n i’m winnin’
the rest just fell off n you next it’s just the domino effect
i’m not tryna be your friend lil bro i’m tryna be the best
double g j inside my chest sh*t give em cardiac arrest
pumpin’ out pressure got em pressed lil birdies flyin’ out tha nest
okay its
ak paper chasin countin’ commas like capone
we just dodgin’ drama leveling up like mario ay
turn up all the way the pack too loud just like my shows
prophets stackin profit flexin’ the funds they already know
less go
my drip is 10k lakes sh*t
cookin in the cold
minnesota goat been holdin’ the reins just made it snow
i pull hunnids out the bank yuh
a hundred different flows
elevate get that bag up all of my homies in that mode
(ye yea)
go
iss lit
ton of more money to get
told em been born with the grit
sh*t look at my wrist
fresh n the m on my kicks
neck is the color of p*ss
drippin’ tbc fit
ripped like i just hit the gym
dissin’ you know that i’m him
they callin quits
b*tch
kid
hyuh hyuh
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- kumpulan lirik lagu altis › lirik lagu kolmen kopla – altis
- kumpulan lirik lagu tech n9ne › lirik lagu inside – tech n9ne
- kumpulan lirik lagu ravi woods › lirik lagu money on my waist – ravi woods
- kumpulan lirik lagu louis tomlinson › lirik lagu larry is real – louis tomlinson
- kumpulan lirik lagu dulce pontes › lirik lagu tinta da china (papel vegetal) – dulce pontes
- kumpulan lirik lagu the beat squad › lirik lagu ręce do góry – the beat squad
- kumpulan lirik lagu kamikaz › lirik lagu c’est le game – kamikaz
- kumpulan lirik lagu cara › lirik lagu lentamente – cara
- kumpulan lirik lagu n yael › lirik lagu fake friends – n’ yael