Tanathan, SoFaygo - 1PM lyrics

(Ayy, Woods, light that shit up)
(SethInTheKitchen)
(Ronny J, what's up, nigga?)

Golden, I got niggas that'll
Do something to ya
Holdin', she holdin' on to my love, love
It's funny how the tables turn
It's funny how these bridges burn
I just wanted to die
But then you slowly came into my life
You looked into my eyes
And I said "Nevermind, i do not wanna die"
Now, listen, do you care about the watch
And how it glistens?
Do you care about the girl
That's in my mentions?
Or, to you, is all of that just an extension
Oh i just wanna know
'cause I know I cannot survive if I'm alone
So let me insert my number inside yo' phone
Now, you can gеt inside the 'Vettе
I'll drive you home
Put that shit on, when I hit the 'Gram
I go viral (Go viral)
I feel like I can't trust nobody
I can't lie to you
When them niggas see that you going up
They gon' wanna try you
I can't be nobody but myself, nigga
I don't really like you
Hey, I don't really like you
"Do you like getting money?" Baby
Is the sky blue? I just spent two bands on
This fucking Rick coat i'm not tryna brag
I just had to let you know
It's not a game, it's not a game (Woo)

(Zetra)

Found lil' partner inside of the truck
He was screaming for help
Hoped he ain't comin' wit' me
Lucky for him, I had saved a
Good spot on my car
And I also had brought him the Semi
Grab me a ranged
And I head off to go send him to
Heaven just like his first name was Kemi
Honestly, people be hatin' too much
If I'm being honest, y'all haters condemn me
Eevee, my blow-up as swift as a
Swisher, if I'm being honest
Y'all hatin' too much
I would be buyin' these games and chains
But that only would happen if I had blew up
I would have bought be a mil' dollar mansion
If I hadn't really had gone through much
Sing her a song like Jigglypuff
Kurama, finish him in one punch
Finish him off, like I was a period
Comin' wit' me, she came out delirious
Call my song trash, like, "Man
Are you serious?"
Red outside with the black interior
Trusting my friends, I've had experience
Messin' my heart, these girls are the eeriest
Fighting the fact that I am imperious
Young superstar just like I'm Sirius
Walkin' my path and I know where
I'm going, play me though
And the pistol I'm showin'
Pistol I'm totin', pistol I'm blowin'
He wonderin' why he hearin' chokin'
People thinkin' that I'm never gon' make it
But you
Are the one who's been smokin' the sage, man
Honestly, I don't know why
Y'all people so mad
There must be a reason for all of your hatin'

I gotta handle my business
I gotta go to the dentist
I went and hit Alex to handle my dentures
You niggas never had shit on me
You niggas going out sad like bitches
I got this shit in my kidneys
You niggas fake, I ain't with it
I just been making it happen
You niggas been capping a lot like Fitted
And shoutout to my niggas trapping
Them niggas been getting it off of the griddy
Why you so goddamn loud? A nigga
Can't even take you serious
Big boy money, I'm serious
I'm tryna rack up and cop me a Urus
Fuck all you niggas, I'm serious
Block out the hate like I got no ears
Faygo the man of the year, look how
He stand over all of his peers, nigga
You can't have no fear, nigga
Can't be scared out here, nigga
Been getting so much money, might
Put karats in my ear, nigga
Shooter got Tommys, no Hilfiger
And shoutout to my real niggas
Talking 'bout steel niggas, for me
They gon' kill niggas i been in the deep
Feel like I ain't gotta tell niggas for real
Summer's over, now it's cold

Summer's over, now it's cold
I been losing my control
In a whole different zone
What's really going on?
What he really up to? I don't have no clue
Niggas watching my moves
Bitch better get in tune
Yeah, do what I do, they know what I does
Uh, I got the magical touch, Midas
All of my opps dust
I cannot hype this shit up
This just the process, trust
I'm with the gang, it's up
Send shots at them, they bluff
I spend it at Tiffany
Know I be rackin' the G's up
Grab me a watch, then I go swipe the Visa
I'm finna talk up my mess like Leija
I just be hot and ready, Little Ceasers
Spray up the block
Make sure to get the divas
Clear all the fakes, don't want those either
Yellow on yellow on yellow like Chica
People just be Ls and boring like Lisa
AR gonna tell you, "Bye", like Felicia
Feel like a rat how I'm rackin' the cheese up
Gang's red and blue, when they shoot
Turn to lila
I just be wild and active like Lila
Lila in my cup, I think I got re-upped
Range on the Glock
I could care 'bout a geezer
Beat up yo' wife in my wife beater

Two different visas, Jesus watching me
Gotta watch out for the skeezers
Demons all on me
Yeah, fuck all the teachers that
Ain't believe in me
Now my features is three X your whole salary
Come through
Black Rick Owens like it was a tragedy
Yeah, black Rick Owens boots
How can you step on me?
Dress assassin but come in
With that fucking melody, yeah
Pushing 'til that fucking tank on E
(Freestyle)