RealYungPhil, Neiiburr - Desire lyrics
[RealYungPhil, Neiiburr - Desire lyrics]
(Niko) what I said my nigga
Hold on, aye, yeah
I'm doin' the dash, sport mode
AR's size of a torso
Diamonds on me like Snorco
Diamonds on my neck cold, give me soar throat
Used to smoke good gas at my aunt house
Finna tap on a nigga before the door close
I'm a landlord now, get foreclosed
Get shot, get store closed
Red pill, blue pill like Morpheus
Swear I got more kids than a orphanage
Plug pull up with the pack when I order it
Pull up with the like Prince
Takeoff, Nascar speed downtown smokin' Kush
Drop a nigga like ease
Coupe black, hеlla burnt
No single, but I'm turnt
She got Apple Bottom jеans
And the boots with the fur
Hellcat, it got purr ice cream, it got
Smokin' loud like a siren
Sound like a bitch yelling biren
Lookin' at my drip, it's admirin'
Hundreds, blue strips, I acquire it
If you wanna see me, I require it
If you got some work then I'm retirin'
If you got some money I desire it
I ran it up, it's not tiring i get the money
Ain't 'bout the money then nigga be quiet
And I just be hot like a pilot
Hol' up, why they tryin' it
Thought he was gang, nigga wylin'
Ain't 'bout the money, be quiet
Like who the fuck asked you to chime in
Better than who? Stop it
Ain't shit but blues in my pocket
Don't got a clue why you talkin'
I ran it up and he's walkin'
See it, I want it, I cop it
Shut the fuck up with yo nonsense
You on a whole 'nother timing
Niggas don't know how you rockin'
Hold on, aye, yeah
I'm doin' the dash, sport mode
AR's size of a torso
Diamonds on me like Snorco
Diamonds on my neck cold, give me soar throat
Used to smoke good gas at my aunt house
Finna tap on a nigga before the door close
I'm a landlord now, get foreclosed
Get shot, get store closed
Red pill, blue pill like Morpheus
Swear I got more kids than a orphanage
Plug pull up with the pack when I order it
Pull up with the like Prince
Takeoff, Nascar speed downtown smokin' Kush
Drop a nigga like ease
Coupe black, hеlla burnt
No single, but I'm turnt
She got Apple Bottom jеans
And the boots with the fur
Hellcat, it got purr ice cream, it got
Smokin' loud like a siren
Sound like a bitch yelling biren
Lookin' at my drip, it's admirin'
Hundreds, blue strips, I acquire it
If you wanna see me, I require it
If you got some work then I'm retirin'
If you got some money I desire it
I ran it up, it's not tiring i get the money
Ain't 'bout the money then nigga be quiet
And I just be hot like a pilot
Hol' up, why they tryin' it
Thought he was gang, nigga wylin'
Ain't 'bout the money, be quiet
Like who the fuck asked you to chime in
Better than who? Stop it
Ain't shit but blues in my pocket
Don't got a clue why you talkin'
I ran it up and he's walkin'
See it, I want it, I cop it
Shut the fuck up with yo nonsense
You on a whole 'nother timing
Niggas don't know how you rockin'