Sharc - October 19th lyrics
[Sharc - October 19th lyrics]
Driver seat, getting some throat
Double park, they down at the store
Foreign shit jogging in Chrome Hearts
I don't think you boys up to par
We don't buy no drinks from the bar
41, just lick off the arm
Demons on me, drinking the raw
Shooters sit back in the double R
Drift in the 'cat your baddie is with me
She wearing my chain on her Snap (Uh, uh)
Lil mama mouth probably fire
I nut on her tag (I nut on her tag)
The bitch got bloody shoes
The coupe is matte
(Coupe is matte blue, woah)
Grimey rich nigga gon kill you
His gun cost a rack
(His gun cost a rack, yeah)
My fan base been growing in England
I'm still in the trap
(Growing in England, I'm still in that ho)
Rifle donе bend the lil nigga
Just drip it in crack (Cri nack, cri nack)
Drop the top, hеad to the back
Rest in peace Stack
Mami wrist, a brick of yay
Light skin look like Ella Mae
She do Chanel everyday, glocky spitting
Ricochet
Nothing but a pinky ring, 50 racks skin
I paint your baby mother chin
Then threw her in the rubbish bin (Err)
This snow bunny say, "It's gigantic!"
She cannot manage (What?)
TMZ catch me in action, look at the rackies
(I'm still very active) play with the gang
And we putting the glizz' on your granny
(Play with the gang
And we putting the glizz' on your granny)
I'm rapping, but I'm still a gangsta
I'm tryna balance (Uh)
We drop the F&N down in Miami (What?)
Cartier wrist, I'm fancy
Give her a tour in the back of the Banshee
All of my niggas is family
(All of my niggas is family, 14, lets go)
Driver seat, getting some throat
Double park, they down at the store
Foreign shit jogging in Chrome Hearts
I don't think you boys up to par
We don't buy no drinks from the bar
41, just lick off the arm
Demons on me, drinking the raw
Double park, they down at the store
Foreign shit jogging in Chrome Hearts
I don't think you boys up to par
We don't buy no drinks from the bar
41, just lick off the arm
Demons on me, drinking the raw
Shooters sit back in the double R
Drift in the 'cat your baddie is with me
She wearing my chain on her Snap (Uh, uh)
Lil mama mouth probably fire
I nut on her tag (I nut on her tag)
The bitch got bloody shoes
The coupe is matte
(Coupe is matte blue, woah)
Grimey rich nigga gon kill you
His gun cost a rack
(His gun cost a rack, yeah)
My fan base been growing in England
I'm still in the trap
(Growing in England, I'm still in that ho)
Rifle donе bend the lil nigga
Just drip it in crack (Cri nack, cri nack)
Drop the top, hеad to the back
Rest in peace Stack
Mami wrist, a brick of yay
Light skin look like Ella Mae
She do Chanel everyday, glocky spitting
Ricochet
Nothing but a pinky ring, 50 racks skin
I paint your baby mother chin
Then threw her in the rubbish bin (Err)
This snow bunny say, "It's gigantic!"
She cannot manage (What?)
TMZ catch me in action, look at the rackies
(I'm still very active) play with the gang
And we putting the glizz' on your granny
(Play with the gang
And we putting the glizz' on your granny)
I'm rapping, but I'm still a gangsta
I'm tryna balance (Uh)
We drop the F&N down in Miami (What?)
Cartier wrist, I'm fancy
Give her a tour in the back of the Banshee
All of my niggas is family
(All of my niggas is family, 14, lets go)
Driver seat, getting some throat
Double park, they down at the store
Foreign shit jogging in Chrome Hearts
I don't think you boys up to par
We don't buy no drinks from the bar
41, just lick off the arm
Demons on me, drinking the raw