ONI INC - $pirit$ lyrics
[ONI INC - $pirit$ lyrics]
Chyeah got tree with the blunts
Gon roll it up i got ho’s
Call em up got ho’s nigga
They all know wassup
Feel the bang in the trunk bang bang
There’s Crown Royal in my cup
Shorty say she wanna cut wanna fuck?
Hey, go on, pour it up
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's
Another for the spirit's
Wax so loud Ghost bang the
Chrome can’t hear it
Fear it, hit the shift and just gear it
Flame seared eat you just like nigiri fish
Music 90’s kitch hard? You still a kid
Fake views on the Youtube
Like we can’t see what the fuck you doin
Your career your life i’ll leave you in ruin
No beer for me i smoke all I need
Still move like Lee fuck your family tree
Thieves blood runs deep stay on your knees
Don’t fuck wit no drank so just
Match me on weed yuh
This team all I need yuh
Demons blood on the leaves
Imma get fucked up on the
Day Donald Trump leaves
Till then no drank stay smoking on dank yuh
Ha, ye, cuz we gold homie I’m cold homie
Ain't even sell my soul homie
You messing with ONI we flexing not posing
We testing the flow, pushing the boundaries
Round after round of the spirit
‘Bout to be drowned when I’m near it
Shots going down, fear I’m gonna black out
Never found my limit no I’ve never been about
Stress! Timid little kid until the bottle
Brings the demons out yes!
In it til we win, gotta reason I invest
All the pain I’ve repressed
The rain of regrets
Blame it on the best alcoholic
That I ever knew you!
Who am I kidding? Proven a contender and it
Seems pretty fitting drinking booze
With the splendor yo
Hold up think I go the black lung
Soul ruptured but I hope the
Spirit's bring me back some
Up and coming ONI INC, you’ll
Like the fat lady sung
Til then the rhapsody hums
Pulled up in this bitch
I hit 10k make a hater sit down
Couple of shots an some blunts had me lit now
You goin in on a bottle betta get Crown
They ho’s in the crowd often they get wild
They play my song in the
Club watch em get down
It’s 26 inch rims on the whip
You try to play Crown bitch
You gon get clowned
Couple of hoodlums and hood niggas
That I roll wit
Whippin the 95’ dipping like it was stolen
190 in the fast lane and we rollin
Molly and coke now tell me who can control it
JayGhostCrown pimp game rose golden
O N I way too fly you know this
In this game too flame all the ho’s shit
Rolled up blunts poured cups and some mo shit
Crown
Got tree with the blunts gon roll it up
I got ho’s call em up
Got ho’s nigga they all know wassup
Feel the bang in the trunk bang bang
There’s Crown Royal in my cup
Shorty say she wanna cut wanna fuck?
Hey, go on, pour it up
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's
Gon roll it up i got ho’s
Call em up got ho’s nigga
They all know wassup
Feel the bang in the trunk bang bang
There’s Crown Royal in my cup
Shorty say she wanna cut wanna fuck?
Hey, go on, pour it up
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's
Another for the spirit's
Wax so loud Ghost bang the
Chrome can’t hear it
Fear it, hit the shift and just gear it
Flame seared eat you just like nigiri fish
Music 90’s kitch hard? You still a kid
Fake views on the Youtube
Like we can’t see what the fuck you doin
Your career your life i’ll leave you in ruin
No beer for me i smoke all I need
Still move like Lee fuck your family tree
Thieves blood runs deep stay on your knees
Don’t fuck wit no drank so just
Match me on weed yuh
This team all I need yuh
Demons blood on the leaves
Imma get fucked up on the
Day Donald Trump leaves
Till then no drank stay smoking on dank yuh
Ha, ye, cuz we gold homie I’m cold homie
Ain't even sell my soul homie
You messing with ONI we flexing not posing
We testing the flow, pushing the boundaries
Round after round of the spirit
‘Bout to be drowned when I’m near it
Shots going down, fear I’m gonna black out
Never found my limit no I’ve never been about
Stress! Timid little kid until the bottle
Brings the demons out yes!
In it til we win, gotta reason I invest
All the pain I’ve repressed
The rain of regrets
Blame it on the best alcoholic
That I ever knew you!
Who am I kidding? Proven a contender and it
Seems pretty fitting drinking booze
With the splendor yo
Hold up think I go the black lung
Soul ruptured but I hope the
Spirit's bring me back some
Up and coming ONI INC, you’ll
Like the fat lady sung
Til then the rhapsody hums
Pulled up in this bitch
I hit 10k make a hater sit down
Couple of shots an some blunts had me lit now
You goin in on a bottle betta get Crown
They ho’s in the crowd often they get wild
They play my song in the
Club watch em get down
It’s 26 inch rims on the whip
You try to play Crown bitch
You gon get clowned
Couple of hoodlums and hood niggas
That I roll wit
Whippin the 95’ dipping like it was stolen
190 in the fast lane and we rollin
Molly and coke now tell me who can control it
JayGhostCrown pimp game rose golden
O N I way too fly you know this
In this game too flame all the ho’s shit
Rolled up blunts poured cups and some mo shit
Crown
Got tree with the blunts gon roll it up
I got ho’s call em up
Got ho’s nigga they all know wassup
Feel the bang in the trunk bang bang
There’s Crown Royal in my cup
Shorty say she wanna cut wanna fuck?
Hey, go on, pour it up
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's
Another round of the spirit's
Another round for the spirit's