Your Stepdad, LilzaeTTG, Ace_Santana02 - Casino Vibes lyrics
[Your Stepdad, LilzaeTTG, Ace_Santana02 - Casino Vibes lyrics]
I must be a communist
I'm rushing to the paper
You a great pretender
You a fraud and a faker
Claim you out here balling like a Laker
You ain't getting buckets
I been on defense just like I'm Leonard
You ain't scoring nothing
Like we playing poker
I could tell that you be really bluffing
But all that fake shit
Gon' come with repercussions
Yea you gone get exposed
'Cause when it really count
Just like some laundry, bet you fold
Life is not a game, you in yo' final fantasy
I been in the field standing
Right where Peyton Manning be
Send a couple shots at you
Bullets like a Hail Mary
Inspired by movie killers
Nigga it get real scary
Back out, I start to see red then I black out
MACs out
This get confidential like a frat house
Police asking questions now I'm mute
Just like my voice out
This shit get really deep up in the streets
Don't got a choice now
They ain't know I was the goat
But now I'm spazzing now
I know I got some haters
They don't like how I be showing out
(Santan in this bitch)
That's why I be with gang
You a leaf we pull them blowers out
(Ayy, yeah) you gone need a map up on this
Block so go to Dora house (yeah)
I beat my dick on Reddit
Nigga I don't like porn (Ugh)
My college bitch she-
(Damn, damn, ayy, What the fuck?)
I beat my dick on Reddit
Nigga I don't like porn
(I don't like porn)
My college bitch keep begging, told her
"Baby I don't like dorms"
(I don't like dorms)
Everything exotic, swear to god
Nigga I hate norm's (Nigga I hate norm's)
Why the fuck you even step outside
Up in them fake Jordans?
(Up in them fake Jordans)
Nigga you can't hit my weed
Boy you can't afford it
(You can't afford it)
Yo' bitch tryna fuck with me
But I keep ignoring (But I keep ignoring)
You can have that bitch back
'cause she really boring (Really boring)
This a scat pack lil bitch
We don't like foreigns
(We don't like foreigns)
Shooters up in Crystal Lake like I'm Jason
(Like I'm Jason)
Nigga no you can't get baked with me
Bitch I'm facing (Bitch I'm facing)
I fucked her twice so basically
She think we dating (Think we dating)
Told that hoe I'm sliding last
Year and she still waiting (Still waiting)
Said that you was balling last
Year and you still waiting (Still waiting)
Every day I get it busting
Nigga fuck a vacation (Ah)
You getting money, we are too
Not no PlayStation that's yo' honey
That's yo' boo? yeah she really basic
(Ugh) but I'ma still let her top
Because I'm really toxic
And I'm just focused on guap
If I'm just being honest (I do this shit)
And if you see me outside
I just hit a deposit
Why these niggas ain't outside
They hiding in the closet
(Where they at though?)
Niggas capping, long nose like Pinocchio
(Lying asshole)
My homie got his heart broke by a bitch
I told you so
You still broke, go chase a bag
I swear told you bro (Bag it)
She feeling on my chest
That bitch give me fellatio
Can't get up in this party
Nigga check the ratio (Nope)
This bitch she tryna fuck
I'm not even on radio (Nope)
(Tryna fuck, I ain't even on radio and shit)
Yeah
I'on need no helping hands
Fuck I look like, bob the Builder?
My name ain't Stepdad for no reason
I'm the momma killer
Once I make the cheddar, motivate her
Then I got to get her
Chirping out his neck, we black 'em out
It's like Obama did it
Oou he got a daze coming
We traumatize him like his momma
When them grades coming knock him out
See rainbows in his vision
Like the gaze coming
I could get a function over bussing
That's a rage coming
Bitch nigga behave (Ayy)
Anytime I pass a dime to brodie
Feel like Rubio
I'm (I told myself I wasn't gon' mess up)
Anytime I pass a dime to brodie
Feel like Rubio i'm not the guy to boast
But it's a fire in my studio
Am I the goofy nigga 'cause I
Caked up with a groupie ho'?
I think it's pretty cool 'cause I
Still ended up with booty bro (Uh, ayy)
I just started rapping
Now the white women start fucking with me
Label said they fucking with my sound
But ain't do nothing with me
You got to be ready for them
Rounds 'cause foenem bumming with me
You got to be (Let me switch it up, ayy)
Catch my angles right 'cause I'on
Really fuck with photos
Why this nigga hating on my fashion
Is he homo? I just took some shroomies on my
Dolo, that shit hit the soul, oh
Drop a fucking banger with no promo
Money on the slow mo'
Got up with my cholos and
Latinos, aiming at yo' dome, oh
Maybe I'm a genius 'cause I'm low key
High key going yeah, going loco, ha ha ha