Rome Streetz, Futurewave - N.Y. Do Or Die Slogan lyrics
Rome Streetz [Jerome Allen] London, U.K./Queens, NY, US 🇬🇧 🇺🇸
[Rome Streetz, Futurewave - N.Y. Do Or Die Slogan lyrics]
It's that motherfuckin' wave
Futurewave with the bomb, nigga
You already know, fly shit only forever
Forever and ever
Ayo rockin' fly gear, Fendi eyewear
Fuckin' black dimes with blonde hair
I shine like Times Square
Get lined here for your possessions
Possess long weapons
Smith & Wesson's in the Bucktown section
"Duck Down" like the Black Moon record
They shoot reckless
Catch two in your necklace and get left naked
Slow neck from Alexis in a gold Lexus
Flow bando, cuttys overdose off the
You'll never measure, forever I style
My footwear is crocodile
You fuck niggas bacalao
Bow down or get found drowned
My sound is like a hot round to your crown
You motherfuckers clowns
Mad fruity, rockin' shit for the bitches
Pocket books and hair extensions
You'd sell your soul for attention
With the ink pen I've been a kingpin
Ill lawyer kept me out of Sing Sing
Now we linkin'
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because
They want shit yo
Gettin' to it is the object
I'm only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit
Ayo price goin' up, the shit I
Chef is high potent, got 'em wide open
NY do or die slogan
Live wire like Logan in low clothing
Get it for the low, sell it for more
You know the motive i need a by the ocean
In a different mode smokin'
Hoes treatin' me like a sultan
I'm still duckin' the po-po
Like Eric Snowden your shit generic like
Over-the-counter Motrin
This is opium and crack boulders
In a loaded stem
Told to keep your eyes open
Foes pose as friends
It's fucked up when your dog got cobra skin
You gotta cut some niggas off
On the road to ends
True , I peel benji bills frequent
Two hundred E pills keep 'em geekin'
I pledge allegiance
To the bag, was livin' like a nomad
Before I had a plug and slab
In lust with livin' it fast
Tools of the trade: gloves and a mask
Blast for the love of the cash
My nigga get the math
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because
They want shit yo
Gettin' to it is the object
I'm only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because
They want shit yo
Gettin' to it is the object
I'm only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit
Futurewave with the bomb, nigga
You already know, fly shit only forever
Forever and ever
Ayo rockin' fly gear, Fendi eyewear
Fuckin' black dimes with blonde hair
I shine like Times Square
Get lined here for your possessions
Possess long weapons
Smith & Wesson's in the Bucktown section
"Duck Down" like the Black Moon record
They shoot reckless
Catch two in your necklace and get left naked
Slow neck from Alexis in a gold Lexus
Flow bando, cuttys overdose off the
You'll never measure, forever I style
My footwear is crocodile
You fuck niggas bacalao
Bow down or get found drowned
My sound is like a hot round to your crown
You motherfuckers clowns
Mad fruity, rockin' shit for the bitches
Pocket books and hair extensions
You'd sell your soul for attention
With the ink pen I've been a kingpin
Ill lawyer kept me out of Sing Sing
Now we linkin'
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because
They want shit yo
Gettin' to it is the object
I'm only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit
Ayo price goin' up, the shit I
Chef is high potent, got 'em wide open
NY do or die slogan
Live wire like Logan in low clothing
Get it for the low, sell it for more
You know the motive i need a by the ocean
In a different mode smokin'
Hoes treatin' me like a sultan
I'm still duckin' the po-po
Like Eric Snowden your shit generic like
Over-the-counter Motrin
This is opium and crack boulders
In a loaded stem
Told to keep your eyes open
Foes pose as friends
It's fucked up when your dog got cobra skin
You gotta cut some niggas off
On the road to ends
True , I peel benji bills frequent
Two hundred E pills keep 'em geekin'
I pledge allegiance
To the bag, was livin' like a nomad
Before I had a plug and slab
In lust with livin' it fast
Tools of the trade: gloves and a mask
Blast for the love of the cash
My nigga get the math
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because
They want shit yo
Gettin' to it is the object
I'm only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit
Gettin' to it is the object
Only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
I'm always cookin' up because
They want shit yo
Gettin' to it is the object
I'm only rockin' fly shit
Fuckin' bad bitches in the process
My mind's on the profit, constant
Always cookin' up because they want shit