Wifisfuneral - Jackie Chan lyrics
[Wifisfuneral - Jackie Chan lyrics]
What? Ayy, listen
Renegade ayy, listen
Life got brazy, and this guap, it's amazing
(Ayy, yeah, yeah) i was sad about my
(Ayy, like, yeah, yeah, ayy) ayy, ayy
Ayy, listen, life got brazy, and this guap
It's amazing i was sad about my ex-bitch
But we just fixed relations
I just pulled up in my
New whip, foreign, skrting, racing
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
I just pulled up, what the flex do? Ayy
Diamond so go gadget, no ratchet, no pistols
I sip on mud, I came out the mud so resentful
Might smoke this cigarette
Catch my drift how I missed you
Can't spot these fuck niggas
They be hating like bitches do
So I just stack my paper
And count these residuals
Ayy, I'm in a foreign whip
I got the top back
Got big knots, I got big racks
Got a Galick Gun like I'm Vegeta
Boy, I'm the only real nigga and then some
Pay attention, you won't lose track
And I get none
Fuck up a check just to make it back
Call up Todd and tell him we the best
Got a milli on my chest, up now, fuck next
Fuck up a check just to make it back
Call up Todd and tell him we the best
I got a milli on my chest, up now, fuck next
Got a milli on my chest, up now, fuck next
Like
Ayy, listen, life got brazy, and this guap
It's amazing i was sad about my ex-bitch
But we just fixed relations
I just pulled up in my
New whip, foreign, skrting, racing
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Renegade ayy, listen
Life got brazy, and this guap, it's amazing
(Ayy, yeah, yeah) i was sad about my
(Ayy, like, yeah, yeah, ayy) ayy, ayy
Ayy, listen, life got brazy, and this guap
It's amazing i was sad about my ex-bitch
But we just fixed relations
I just pulled up in my
New whip, foreign, skrting, racing
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
I just pulled up, what the flex do? Ayy
Diamond so go gadget, no ratchet, no pistols
I sip on mud, I came out the mud so resentful
Might smoke this cigarette
Catch my drift how I missed you
Can't spot these fuck niggas
They be hating like bitches do
So I just stack my paper
And count these residuals
Ayy, I'm in a foreign whip
I got the top back
Got big knots, I got big racks
Got a Galick Gun like I'm Vegeta
Boy, I'm the only real nigga and then some
Pay attention, you won't lose track
And I get none
Fuck up a check just to make it back
Call up Todd and tell him we the best
Got a milli on my chest, up now, fuck next
Fuck up a check just to make it back
Call up Todd and tell him we the best
I got a milli on my chest, up now, fuck next
Got a milli on my chest, up now, fuck next
Like
Ayy, listen, life got brazy, and this guap
It's amazing i was sad about my ex-bitch
But we just fixed relations
I just pulled up in my
New whip, foreign, skrting, racing
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases
Chop the Xans, like I'm Jackie Chan
Remixing them bases