Izaya Tiji, Aesma - Echo lyrics
[Izaya Tiji, Aesma - Echo lyrics]
Get them broke niggas me
And my broke niggas, get off me
Ain't talkin' money, then nigga you lost me
My money long as fuck, nigga 4 feet
And I love the bands
Nigga and I love drugs nigga
And I love them hoes, nigga
Finna pour a four up nigga
She gon' throw it back for some hunchos
Hollow blow up in your lungs bro
Broke ass nigga, disgusting
Broke ass nigga, he a chump bro
Shootin' shit nigga don't jump bro
Pop a xan, look like a clump bro
AMG split 'em runnin' did a stunt bro
Think J cole got though
I know his money go so slow
He thought he got hit with a 44
Next year, I'ma be in a Rolls Royce
We in Beni's nigga eatin' them
Shoot a nigga, bitch nigga put your shoes on
55 back, nigga I'ma blow his shoes off
Pull that big money now like Rudolph
And fuck these niggas like, Ku Klux
And I hate these nigga that, so much
Cut a nigga, look like a cold cut
Want smoke, but nigga don't know us
This year, young nigga finna blow up
Oh, he want smoke, nigga line up
Can't wit' the money, slow up
Finna pop this Perc, boy hold up
You get some some money
Then think you stack up
And, lil' nigga could get wet up
You wanted chain smoke nigga
Now yo' opposite soaked
Can't give a nigga no fucks
It nigga, we so stuck
3' to 400, nigga just roll up
Yeah, turn a lil' nigga to soul dust
Nigga, can't stay wit' yo' hoe
Gotta be on us
And my broke niggas, get off me
Ain't talkin' money, then nigga you lost me
My money long as fuck, nigga 4 feet
And I love the bands
Nigga and I love drugs nigga
And I love them hoes, nigga
Finna pour a four up nigga
She gon' throw it back for some hunchos
Hollow blow up in your lungs bro
Broke ass nigga, disgusting
Broke ass nigga, he a chump bro
Shootin' shit nigga don't jump bro
Pop a xan, look like a clump bro
AMG split 'em runnin' did a stunt bro
Think J cole got though
I know his money go so slow
He thought he got hit with a 44
Next year, I'ma be in a Rolls Royce
We in Beni's nigga eatin' them
Shoot a nigga, bitch nigga put your shoes on
55 back, nigga I'ma blow his shoes off
Pull that big money now like Rudolph
And fuck these niggas like, Ku Klux
And I hate these nigga that, so much
Cut a nigga, look like a cold cut
Want smoke, but nigga don't know us
This year, young nigga finna blow up
Oh, he want smoke, nigga line up
Can't wit' the money, slow up
Finna pop this Perc, boy hold up
You get some some money
Then think you stack up
And, lil' nigga could get wet up
You wanted chain smoke nigga
Now yo' opposite soaked
Can't give a nigga no fucks
It nigga, we so stuck
3' to 400, nigga just roll up
Yeah, turn a lil' nigga to soul dust
Nigga, can't stay wit' yo' hoe
Gotta be on us