​saturn, quinn, ericdoa, Ways - Stuff (Remix) lyrics

[​saturn, quinn, ericdoa, Ways - Stuff Remix lyrics]

I miss you, Angel zoot
Ha ways, hahaha
Yeah, yeah, ayy

Me and saturn posted on the block, like
What's up?
Diamonds on my neck,  they so glisten
You can't touch yes,  that ho is bad
But you know I cannot cuff
I got too much stuff
Swear it's way too much
Glocky on my hip, uh uh, it go bah
Feeling like I'm Sosa, baby
'cause I'm on the block
She'll call me daddy
But I'll never call her mom
Feeling like I'm D Rose
'cause I'm number one

Hop up in a Lambo', it go roar
She all in my bed, yes
I made her make my chores
Walking into Saks and I'm walking into Nord
Please don't hit my line
I don't care if you're bored (NOVAGANG)
NOVAGANG, we not toxic
Pullin' out a choppa
And I swear it get to chopping
I am a king, all you haters microscopic
I am everywhere
Swear that I'm the trending topic

Me and saturn posted on the block, like
What's up?
Diamonds on my neck, they so glisten
You can't touch yes, that ho is bad
But you know I cannot cuff
I got too much stuff
Swear it's way too much
Glocky on my hip, uh uh, it go bah
Feeling like I'm Sosa, baby
'cause I'm on the block
She'll call me daddy
But I'll never call her mom
Feeling like I'm D Rose
'cause I'm number one

Bloodhounds
I got tunnel vision, I need my prescription
Couldn't run it up without me
But they never listened
Don't want love, I need a hundred
That's my fucking mission
Your shorty was a dup
She wanna get it kickin'
She for the team, don't laugh, it's bad
You're mad you couldn't chase this bag
Stick to the team, I never lack
We gon' fix it in post, so start it fast
Two kings, me and Ways going crazy
Linking up with Angelus and
Zoot somewhere shady
Going out sad? Couldn't be me lately
Douse my house in gasoline, I'm blazing

Pull up out the Honda, I'm watching
I don't care if you call me a stalker
(NOVAGANG) 3 AM, I'm outside, I'm walking
Out here striving
I'm just looking for some water
NOVAGANG, we creeping, yeah, we lurking
I'ma ride, I'ma die for my brothers
Hit the gas then speed off, I'm racing
Ran into a pole, pulled a Paul Walker
I don't care if I'm evil, I'm a scumbag
Walk up in the house like I owned it
'cause I'm up next if you text me
Don't expect me to reply back
I don't wanna talk
I'm rather awkward and I'm off track
Shoot a flare in the sky to show some victory
I'ma blow up with all my
Brothers right next to me
Hit the spot and make it go down in history
Took a pill, I'm shaking, I'm nervous
I'm jittery

I just made my money, made it faster (Ayy)
I don't got no pity for you bastards
Was out with your bitch, we took a pic'
You better ask her
Drama over money, little boy
It do not matter
Back then, all I heard was laughter
2020, baby, pockets gettin' fatter
I'ma end the world, bitch
Be ready for a rapture
Wait up 'til I'm finished, boy
You can have her after
Ayy, bitch, I'm with the Hounds
With the Goonns
Ayy, I am not no winner, baby
All I do is lose
I got Ways right by my side
He up the stick and click on you
I'ma travel different planets, shout-out
Saturn, that's my dude, Oh
(Ah, ah) (Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah) (Ah, ah)

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