a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

'til i die (actually this, actually that) - edwardfusion lyrics

Loading...

(wassup th!rteen, wassup th!rteen)

i’m always lookin ahead, but when i look down i see that hoe noggin
and the sh*t on my neck so froze, my jeweler gave me a toboggan
looked in the mirror, and i saw a prophet
she blowing up my phone, i hit the red b*tton like “b*tch stop it”

two ways to go in life, imma take the pape option
walkin’ in to somerset, take the skywalk and i’ll cop the mall
it’s all gas no brakes, i swear i’ll never stop at all
and she text me “imu,” i sent back “i dc” like john wall

and that’s a case closed
hopped up on the mic ’cause i look up to my brotha bankroll
all that posting, it’s hoe sh*t, for the birds, it’s for the crows
freakin’ sh*t up on the cam, i’m with your b*tch on bangbros

and she ain’t ever say no
ain’t gripped sh*t in my life, but dawg make it sing like j*lo
touched down nyc, and imma f*ck it up like daboll
everything i do is for that sack, but i ain’t gay though

huh
on that timing i’m on my draymond
kicked her out the spot, like “b*tch i told you you can’t stay long”
you p*ssy in the station rattin’, boy you jerry and tom
broke ass returning them shoes soon as you done with prom
yuh, these buffs magic, i see through them lies
and its jg all the way ’til i die, we ain’t them regular guys

you f*ckin’ herb, i see that fake tris
say he tough but he won’t touch a hair on me like i’m jada smith

you chose the green while i pinked it
had that 2011 fusion, but i drove it like it’s brand new
that sh*t from the past irrelevant, it’s all a trinket
been broke all my life, so imma rub it in like shampoo

already know who i’m with ’cause it’s always the crew
already know that i’m the one ’cause i could never be the two
already know that i’m a sicko, man i just want the loot
these b*tches hit my line, say i’m the coldest, and that sh*t is true

everybody wanna be me, i ain’t oblivious
f*cking with me? that’s a wood pickaxe on obsidian
want beef but you scary like insidious
got 104 days to get my bread up like i’m phineas

i done kissed some mouths that i shoulda p*ssed in
catchin’ golden state dubs and you a l, you a detroit piston
heard those lame ass songs, and in the writers, you weren’t even listed man

the f*ck?
aye, aye
f*ckin’ that b*tch with my hands up
soon as i’m done pull yo pants up
you broke gotta get yo bands up
pourin’ up shots in a fanta
living my life in designer, climb to the top like a panda
like man how the f*ck you switch now? i swear that sh*t was so random
i’m actually this, and i’m actually that
mmcht, man

i’m actually this, man i’m actually that
just saw yo f*ckin’ fit, that sh*t was actually trash
just hit yo f*ckin’ b*tch, her ass was actually fat
keep talking down on me, you goin’ out actually sad

b*tch
jgr, ets, and that’s 4l
(i really need that girl, she do it so well)
(blowin’ up so fast, i feel like glozell)
boy

- edwardfusion lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...