Queen Key, Lil Zay Osama - Ion Like lyrics
Lil Zay Osama [Isaiah Dukes] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Queen Key, Lil Zay Osama - Ion Like lyrics]
Oh baby, triple, oh yeah!
Enviyon on the mix
Ay, Ion like these niggas
Ion like these bitches, Ion like these niggas
Aye, Ion like these niggas
Act like bitches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don't keep it with him
He say he don't be with my ops but I know he be with 'em
And Ion like them niggas
And Ion like these bitches
Act like niggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that bitch a fan and in real life she be dissin'
It's 'cause her nigga missin' and Ion even kiss it
Ion like these bitches
Aye, he don't even keep his pipe
He be texting b's to find somewhere to sleep at night (lil broke boy)
Spend a bag on drugs, but that lil boy ain't eatin' right (you lil broke boy)
Those aren't real [?], you got pressed X
I got a twenty on me right now you can't even match that
Ion like you niggas lying, [?] whoever on the gram
Tell 'em [?]
I thought you was a member, damn
Boy you got them niggas slammed
Calmed my nerves, I'm smokin' bam, ay ay
Aye, Ion like these niggas
Act like bitches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don't keep it with him
He say he don't be with my ops but I know he be with 'em
And Ion like them niggas
And Ion like these bitches
Act like niggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that bitch a fan and in real life she be dissin'
It's 'cause her nigga missin' and Ion even kiss it
Ion like these bitches
That bitch know she want a feature
That bitch wanna be the queen but she could never be her
Ion cause a scene with hoes, I'd rather call it [?]
Cal Anita Baker, nigga, then I leave 'em
That bitch desperate, she get treated, and she can't fucking treat him
Take a nigga paper, don't go on no dates with him
Told him time expired, bitch I never wait for him
Told his ass [?], someone better pray for him
If my bitches with me, niggas better pay for them
Aye, Ion like these niggas
Act like bitches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don't keep it with him
He say he don't be with my ops but I know he be with 'em
And Ion like them niggas
And Ion like these bitches
Act like niggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that bitch a fan and in real life she be dissin'
It's 'cause her nigga missin' and Ion even kiss it
Ion like these bitches
Ion like these niggas
What my friends doing? They playin'?
Aye, nah I love your friends, they can come out
What they doin', what ya'll doing
Uh-uh, Ion like them bitches
Enviyon on the mix
Ay, Ion like these niggas
Ion like these bitches, Ion like these niggas
Aye, Ion like these niggas
Act like bitches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don't keep it with him
He say he don't be with my ops but I know he be with 'em
And Ion like them niggas
And Ion like these bitches
Act like niggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that bitch a fan and in real life she be dissin'
It's 'cause her nigga missin' and Ion even kiss it
Ion like these bitches
Aye, he don't even keep his pipe
He be texting b's to find somewhere to sleep at night (lil broke boy)
Spend a bag on drugs, but that lil boy ain't eatin' right (you lil broke boy)
Those aren't real [?], you got pressed X
I got a twenty on me right now you can't even match that
Ion like you niggas lying, [?] whoever on the gram
Tell 'em [?]
I thought you was a member, damn
Boy you got them niggas slammed
Calmed my nerves, I'm smokin' bam, ay ay
Aye, Ion like these niggas
Act like bitches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don't keep it with him
He say he don't be with my ops but I know he be with 'em
And Ion like them niggas
And Ion like these bitches
Act like niggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that bitch a fan and in real life she be dissin'
It's 'cause her nigga missin' and Ion even kiss it
Ion like these bitches
That bitch know she want a feature
That bitch wanna be the queen but she could never be her
Ion cause a scene with hoes, I'd rather call it [?]
Cal Anita Baker, nigga, then I leave 'em
That bitch desperate, she get treated, and she can't fucking treat him
Take a nigga paper, don't go on no dates with him
Told him time expired, bitch I never wait for him
Told his ass [?], someone better pray for him
If my bitches with me, niggas better pay for them
Aye, Ion like these niggas
Act like bitches get around me and try to sneak a picture
On the gram, he got his [?] but he don't keep it with him
He say he don't be with my ops but I know he be with 'em
And Ion like them niggas
And Ion like these bitches
Act like niggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
On the gram that bitch a fan and in real life she be dissin'
It's 'cause her nigga missin' and Ion even kiss it
Ion like these bitches
Ion like these niggas
What my friends doing? They playin'?
Aye, nah I love your friends, they can come out
What they doin', what ya'll doing
Uh-uh, Ion like them bitches