Jacquees, King Issa, DeeQuincyGates, DC DaVinci - Ways to Go lyrics
Jacquees [Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax]
[Jacquees, King Issa, DeeQuincyGates, DC DaVinci - Ways to Go lyrics]
$K locked in
Marii Beatz, turn me up
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out
I don't want the clout coming for the title
Coming for this pot, coming for your idol
Get another lot, cop another title
Niggas all cap, put that on the Bible
Shooting up the charts like I got that rifle
Only mosh pool like who I'm
Going to war with
Y'all be moving backwards, Jackson, Michael
Nah, that's my shit, King shit
Nothing like you
Girl, your tea is why thе money tight
I'll still be thеre, let me hold, ménage
Hold me down, I said "You hold me down"
Sorry soul, he alone and cries, yeah
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out
Valet open my Lamborghini door
Check my drip when I get out
I gotta grind all twenty four if
I'ma stay here at the top
Aye, and believe me
This ain't luck, money green on me, Luigi
Bad bitches fly to the A for me on weekends
Getting that TLC, a young nigga be creepin'
'Rari tint popping ten so yo'
Nigga can't peep in, mmm
DeeQuincy
Got a twin-seat in the coupe, high blue
Nipsey teal checking out a stripper
These diamonds got me freezing
Money to the ceiling, yeah
We stack it like some Pringles
Said "Alright I'm playing defense"
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out
Don't gotta tell 'em, they already know
Can't let my other boo, that's hot
I got that gas on me, feel the load
Yeah, I'm smoking cherry pie
Tryna fuck at my shows
'Cause I'm in the spotlight
Swear y'all ranch, niggas dressing like me
Swear y'all cook it up
They tryna steal the recipe
Just me and some money, an invest in me
They don't want no problems, no testing me
I don't fuck with rats, no pest around me
Don't fuck with you pussies, with my dawg
No fleas i don't need no problems
Why you playing with my cash
Shawty seen me up, tryna pull up and smash
All my niggas built and we built to last
Two hundred on the dash, lifestyle fast
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out
Marii Beatz, turn me up
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out
I don't want the clout coming for the title
Coming for this pot, coming for your idol
Get another lot, cop another title
Niggas all cap, put that on the Bible
Shooting up the charts like I got that rifle
Only mosh pool like who I'm
Going to war with
Y'all be moving backwards, Jackson, Michael
Nah, that's my shit, King shit
Nothing like you
Girl, your tea is why thе money tight
I'll still be thеre, let me hold, ménage
Hold me down, I said "You hold me down"
Sorry soul, he alone and cries, yeah
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out
Valet open my Lamborghini door
Check my drip when I get out
I gotta grind all twenty four if
I'ma stay here at the top
Aye, and believe me
This ain't luck, money green on me, Luigi
Bad bitches fly to the A for me on weekends
Getting that TLC, a young nigga be creepin'
'Rari tint popping ten so yo'
Nigga can't peep in, mmm
DeeQuincy
Got a twin-seat in the coupe, high blue
Nipsey teal checking out a stripper
These diamonds got me freezing
Money to the ceiling, yeah
We stack it like some Pringles
Said "Alright I'm playing defense"
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out
Don't gotta tell 'em, they already know
Can't let my other boo, that's hot
I got that gas on me, feel the load
Yeah, I'm smoking cherry pie
Tryna fuck at my shows
'Cause I'm in the spotlight
Swear y'all ranch, niggas dressing like me
Swear y'all cook it up
They tryna steal the recipe
Just me and some money, an invest in me
They don't want no problems, no testing me
I don't fuck with rats, no pest around me
Don't fuck with you pussies, with my dawg
No fleas i don't need no problems
Why you playing with my cash
Shawty seen me up, tryna pull up and smash
All my niggas built and we built to last
Two hundred on the dash, lifestyle fast
Caught a vibe in the studio
Got it popping on the block
Got a bad little cutie, oh
Tryna catch her but she hot
Just getting started, got a ways to go
Be a while fore' I stop, yeah i remember
Y'all was stylin' on me back then
Now your style running out