Marino Infantry, Soduh, LuLu P, Baby 9eno, A$AP ANT - One More Chance lyrics
[Marino Infantry, Soduh, LuLu P, Baby 9eno, A$AP ANT - One More Chance lyrics]
This bitch keep askin' for one more chance
Steppin' in red bottoms, walkin in France
I'm really runnin' through bands
I'ma serve you a KD, ain't servin' no grams
All these blue hunnids, I look like a scam
Uh, told my momma that I am who I am
Runnin' through shit like a ram
Poppin' this Perc, I'ma get in my jam
Remember them days when my
Momma apartment was cold
We had to use the stove
This is the life that I chose
Playin' with pistols and running through O's
Kids, they see me, they wanna take flicks
I gotta move cautious, I keep me a stick
I really be on the strip
Keep fuckin' this ho
I don't know what I see in this bitch
Gotta watch close friends 'cause
Thеy might switch
I ain't never hit a nigga light swtich
She gon' givе me the mood
She gon' give me the lick
That look like my type bitch
Spent 2k on a fit
I trap with designer, I'm wearing a brick
Nigga kick that do', I'm sprayin' the clique
I'm at the pad like an analyst
Mmm, yo' bitch wanna spend the night
Stones on my neck and they fuckin' fightin'
Rose gold, through the fur
Sheets and funnel, smoking cherry
Brick and mortar, different golds
I like 'em all, got different hoes
The P in me wants to see some feet
Stomp the beat on figaro
I need a beat in some different ways
The money on me, I'm in different space
I used to drop in the minute maid
Raspberry lemonade
Keep takin' shots 'fore I take a loss
Boy, you everything but a boss
I been really scorin', ridin' foreign
Fuck it, them niggas soft
Prada on me, bucket low
I need the green, Piccolo
Walkin' the beat, pigeon toe
I'ma just chill in my bungalow
My bitch, she lookin' like Pocahontas
Money comin' in fast, Sonic
Take yo' jewelry, then we gonna pawn it
Black Benz lookin' like it's haunted
Slow down like it's Jodeci
Backseat where the curtains be
Addie, these niggas is trash, Grover
I kick in the trap like stover a four-five
My fingers are sweaty, I'm tryna reload her
My bitch 5'2, might Montclair coat her
One night in set 'cause I might just poke her
She already 5, I might two stroke her
Run to the money, I trap in my
My wrist underwater, I train with the Navy
Yo' bitch in my DM, she beggin' to save me
Say my flow is so lazy
I rock side to side with
The Perc like I'm swayin'
One time for the L's 'cause
That shit really made me
Rubberband on my hand, I get banned like KD
Uh
Steppin' in red bottoms, walkin in France
I'm really runnin' through bands
I'ma serve you a KD, ain't servin' no grams
All these blue hunnids, I look like a scam
Uh, told my momma that I am who I am
Runnin' through shit like a ram
Poppin' this Perc, I'ma get in my jam
Remember them days when my
Momma apartment was cold
We had to use the stove
This is the life that I chose
Playin' with pistols and running through O's
Kids, they see me, they wanna take flicks
I gotta move cautious, I keep me a stick
I really be on the strip
Keep fuckin' this ho
I don't know what I see in this bitch
Gotta watch close friends 'cause
Thеy might switch
I ain't never hit a nigga light swtich
She gon' givе me the mood
She gon' give me the lick
That look like my type bitch
Spent 2k on a fit
I trap with designer, I'm wearing a brick
Nigga kick that do', I'm sprayin' the clique
I'm at the pad like an analyst
Mmm, yo' bitch wanna spend the night
Stones on my neck and they fuckin' fightin'
Rose gold, through the fur
Sheets and funnel, smoking cherry
Brick and mortar, different golds
I like 'em all, got different hoes
The P in me wants to see some feet
Stomp the beat on figaro
I need a beat in some different ways
The money on me, I'm in different space
I used to drop in the minute maid
Raspberry lemonade
Keep takin' shots 'fore I take a loss
Boy, you everything but a boss
I been really scorin', ridin' foreign
Fuck it, them niggas soft
Prada on me, bucket low
I need the green, Piccolo
Walkin' the beat, pigeon toe
I'ma just chill in my bungalow
My bitch, she lookin' like Pocahontas
Money comin' in fast, Sonic
Take yo' jewelry, then we gonna pawn it
Black Benz lookin' like it's haunted
Slow down like it's Jodeci
Backseat where the curtains be
Addie, these niggas is trash, Grover
I kick in the trap like stover a four-five
My fingers are sweaty, I'm tryna reload her
My bitch 5'2, might Montclair coat her
One night in set 'cause I might just poke her
She already 5, I might two stroke her
Run to the money, I trap in my
My wrist underwater, I train with the Navy
Yo' bitch in my DM, she beggin' to save me
Say my flow is so lazy
I rock side to side with
The Perc like I'm swayin'
One time for the L's 'cause
That shit really made me
Rubberband on my hand, I get banned like KD
Uh