Desire (Rapper) - Collections lyrics
[Desire Rapper - Collections lyrics]
Put the car in park
Fuck the talkin’ tryna get in
I’m good on my own
Just be their for me when I need you
Tryna get off the drugs but he
Can’t he having seizures
And we fell out so they
Gotta watch from the bleachers
Tryna keep his cool but he can’t
He fightin’ demons
I was in that Chrysler but now
I’m up in that Beamer
Got tired of that shit so I
Had to get something bigger
In the past year Kayb done
Spent like 6 figures me and my girl we just
Chillin’ watchin’ the sunset
These VV’s on me they shining
Gone get her wet
I’m finna go get a Richard millie
Right when I get that check
She wanna house in the hills
She don’t even care about the rest
Real Nigga Revelations bird Bidness
Yeah we getting high for a celebration
She hit me up in high school like I made it
I was on YouTube tryna get the paper
But now I’m smoking on ‘za
And don’t give a fuck bout nobody
I bet I been that way ever
Since that nigga shot me
I’m tryna run up the runnin mill
Never ever gon stop me
If Ella was here I prolly wouldn’t be rappin’
These niggas get up on the
Mic and get to cappin’
Finna go Benz next time I get hers matching
Keep a cutta up in this bitch
Know I’m never lackin’
Helmut Lang for the jacket
Up in the club and I’m dancin’
I got my ratchet put him right up in the sky
And now he a caption
I’m really pussy I’m just rapping
Been on house arrest but imma
Still get to that cabbage
She ride on the pole the best
I can’t let her go she ain’t average
Pop a Roxy then I get in my zone yeah
I been getting so high
Y’all know what the business on
Fuck the talkin’ tryna get in
I’m good on my own
Just be their for me when I need you
Tryna get off the drugs but he
Can’t he having seizures
And we fell out so they
Gotta watch from the bleachers
Tryna keep his cool but he can’t
He fightin’ demons
I was in that Chrysler but now
I’m up in that Beamer
Got tired of that shit so I
Had to get something bigger
In the past year Kayb done
Spent like 6 figures me and my girl we just
Chillin’ watchin’ the sunset
These VV’s on me they shining
Gone get her wet
I’m finna go get a Richard millie
Right when I get that check
She wanna house in the hills
She don’t even care about the rest
Real Nigga Revelations bird Bidness
Yeah we getting high for a celebration
She hit me up in high school like I made it
I was on YouTube tryna get the paper
But now I’m smoking on ‘za
And don’t give a fuck bout nobody
I bet I been that way ever
Since that nigga shot me
I’m tryna run up the runnin mill
Never ever gon stop me
If Ella was here I prolly wouldn’t be rappin’
These niggas get up on the
Mic and get to cappin’
Finna go Benz next time I get hers matching
Keep a cutta up in this bitch
Know I’m never lackin’
Helmut Lang for the jacket
Up in the club and I’m dancin’
I got my ratchet put him right up in the sky
And now he a caption
I’m really pussy I’m just rapping
Been on house arrest but imma
Still get to that cabbage
She ride on the pole the best
I can’t let her go she ain’t average
Pop a Roxy then I get in my zone yeah
I been getting so high
Y’all know what the business on