Sunshine Christo, Vain - FURIOUS lyrics
[Sunshine Christo, Vain - FURIOUS lyrics]
Don't get curious, you'll make me furious
I'm dead serious stay up at my zone
All these niggas clones
Your head looks like a cone
I can make my bitch moan
Bitch get off your phone
Guess I ain't prone diamonds what I own
Clothes hands on
Come for my throne, I advise that you don't
Better watch your tone
Don't need stepping stones
I'll make it on my own
You better come alone
Or I'll break all of your bones
Need a tombstone, I never get postponed
I don't need no loans
I'll be 15 but I'm fully grown
Bitch come through with that wocky
I got bucks like Milwaukee
Call my phone likе walkie talkie
Why this bitch keep barking?
I just took three pills
How am I still walking?
Slur my words so bad when I'm talking
Keep a ninе, no Fast & Furious
I don't play with guns
You can come and catch my fists
Feel like Chris Jericho, I got a hit list
I'ma hit you up, I'ma wet you up
Swing you around like a nunchuck
Fast & Furious 9, I'm in space
In my own space
In my own lane, you can go the other way
All me and my niggas know is pain
But soon one day we know that it'll change
I will never change, I will stay the same
Stay the same, got no one to blame
My bitch gon' side claim
This shit ain't a game
Nigga you is lame, what a shame
You got no claim to fame
Shoot you in the brain, now you out the frame
Bitch don't say my name
Don't defame, I exclaim, i proclaim
That I overcame, the stars are where I am
Only 15, but I'm a fucking brain
I'm dead serious stay up at my zone
All these niggas clones
Your head looks like a cone
I can make my bitch moan
Bitch get off your phone
Guess I ain't prone diamonds what I own
Clothes hands on
Come for my throne, I advise that you don't
Better watch your tone
Don't need stepping stones
I'll make it on my own
You better come alone
Or I'll break all of your bones
Need a tombstone, I never get postponed
I don't need no loans
I'll be 15 but I'm fully grown
Bitch come through with that wocky
I got bucks like Milwaukee
Call my phone likе walkie talkie
Why this bitch keep barking?
I just took three pills
How am I still walking?
Slur my words so bad when I'm talking
Keep a ninе, no Fast & Furious
I don't play with guns
You can come and catch my fists
Feel like Chris Jericho, I got a hit list
I'ma hit you up, I'ma wet you up
Swing you around like a nunchuck
Fast & Furious 9, I'm in space
In my own space
In my own lane, you can go the other way
All me and my niggas know is pain
But soon one day we know that it'll change
I will never change, I will stay the same
Stay the same, got no one to blame
My bitch gon' side claim
This shit ain't a game
Nigga you is lame, what a shame
You got no claim to fame
Shoot you in the brain, now you out the frame
Bitch don't say my name
Don't defame, I exclaim, i proclaim
That I overcame, the stars are where I am
Only 15, but I'm a fucking brain