snkrs - happy hour (ile) lyrics
tzt:
(verse 1)
(look)
me, my n*ggas we buck
mano y mano
but wait f*ck boy
you steppin’ round my giannos
my motto, move quiet and hit big, like lottos
auto*bots roll out
on god i’m bout to show out
two things i don’t like
a scuff mark
a mark b*tch
the tough part is
i’m heartless
guitar riffs in the back b*tch
big timbs n*gga i stomp sh*t
sneakers on my fit
that’s blood family i’ll pop quick
saul:
(verse 2)
(uh)
my baby mama got me air forces
with the swoosh we roll deeper than a corpse husband
my foot loose but i don’t dance
when you see le fleur you gotta take 2
a double glance
so much cons you would think i am a
conman
so much shoes you would think i am a
cobbler
my shoes foreign
they no speaky they no hablé
so when you see em, ask the price
you’d havе no idea
ziccy:
(verse 3)
(look)
i buck sh*t likе buck shots in shot guns
gun runner
run sh*t
sh*t run that’s top gun
top spun i’m playing games
but you n*ggas not fun
tennis shoes rippin’ up the court
but you n*ggas can’t afford
you need funds
my concepts crazy
no ab ac
yo technique lazy
no n*gga faze me
i’m in the stacey’s
but i’ll still kick it with the timbs
till cop a benz
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