lirik lagu agree to agree – sy ari da kid
[intro: sy ari da kid]
yeah
and i got c’s on the b, i agree to agree
yeah
[chorus: sy ari da kid]
yeah, i ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
i’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat
ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
these n*ggas not who they say that they are, i need to see some id
it’s america, america, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
and you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
now i’m out in atlanta, i just shot with trouble, we running, we headed to cheetah to eat
they be taking thе flavor, they put out a single that sound like it’s fеaturing me
i agree to agree (yeah, yeah)
[verse 1: sy ari da kid]
n*ggas embarrassing, this ain’t no “n*ggas in paris”
i’m from a hood that’s so dark, f*ck around and do the silhouette challenge (yeah)
they tryna get him off*balance, dressing like this with the salad
hold up, your season high is my minimum average
grow up, ‘fore i turned twenty*one, they were like, “man, this n*gga’s a savage,” sew it
how can you say that we not the best? so i did sh*t with khaled (hi, daddy)
yeah, got my daughter just living so lavish, bragging
this remind me of iverson when he was missing his practice (uh)
[chorus: sy ari da kid]
yeah, i ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat (skrrt*skrrt)
i’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat (on me)
ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
these n*ggas not who they say that they are, i need to see some id
it’s america (america), america, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
and you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
and i ride with that fire and i’m out of my mind
and you’ll probably go blind if you seen what i see (on god)
i’m the n*gga that got all these hoes popping p*ssy, ho, i think i’m kilo ali
i agree to agree (woo)
[verse 2: sy ari da kid]
when was i in a drought?
i hit from behind, then i’m out, ouch
my mortgage too high to be spending a night at your house (yeah)
why would you lie? who could vouch? (ayy)
i might just go to your office computer ’cause i feel like signing you out (ayy)
i just might dm your bm and end up in her lil’ v*g*n* and mouth (skrrt)
i ain’t these internet n*ggas, they tripping, they must wanna die for the clout
you know what i was about
ghetto black n*gga in the burbs
that n*gga give his word (word)
bad b*tches getting curved (swerve, skrrt)
[chorus: sy ari da kid & young dro]
yeah, i ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
i’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat
ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
these n*ggas not who they say that they are, i need to see some id
it’s america, america, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
and you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
now i’m out in atlanta, i just shot with trouble, we running, we headed to cheetah to eat
they be taking the flavor, they put out a single that sound like it’s featuring me
i agree to agree (look, yeah)
[verse 3: young dro]
drift, tokyo, lamborghini (yeah)
maserati quattropeeny*fineeny (hold up)
dro a nut like s*m*n
riding in a demon, and my lil’ ho look like a genie (yeah)
prada, we rocking it
louis v, open toe, flipping it, flopping it
dripping and dropping it
crissing and crossing it
talking ’bout you fresher than dro, that is a mission impossible
birkins, copping ’em daily and croc*ing ’em
codeine and fanta go down my esophagus (uh)
cut the dope like baraka (uh)
white bricks, andy milonakis
i’m perping with pressure
the pistol i’m packing, i’m popping
i promise, i purchase a plethora
pumping it properly, p*ssy, she popping it, player
got your b*tch hot as a pepper
i’m dining exquisite, no surfing and turfing
halibut straight out the sea with the urchins
you see your b*tch at the spot, then she working
i’m a big cat with dog food in the ‘burban
this is america
f*ck with young dro from atlanta, boy, this sh*t gon’ get hysterical
i ain’t the one you can reach
fly as a bird with no motherf*cking feet, dro
[chorus: sy ari da kid]
yeah, i ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
i’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat
ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
these n*ggas not who they say that they are, i need to see some id
it’s america, america, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
and you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
now i’m out in atlanta, i just shot with trouble, we running, we headed to cheetah to eat
they be taking the flavor, they put out a single that sound like it’s featuring me
i agree to agree
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