Lyrics

(Cage got that cold) Let's go Yeah, let's go, let's go, yeah Let's go, let's go, yeah Gone Lit right off of the rip, okay Came in to flex on your bitch, okay Stuffin' the moon in the clip, okay I turn you to solar eclipse, okay We been too lit to quit, okay Spendin' your whip on the drip, okay Livin' my life in the tricks, okay (go) Where she flyin' in for the dick, okay (go) We high eatin' dinner, the sky is the limit We dinin' up in it, she dyin' to get it Diamonds are swimmin', I'm high on the ceilin' She high in her feelings, fuck what she feelin' I rock what I wanna, spend what I wanna She rockin' Bottеga with head like a scholar I'm up when I'm gonе, back to the dollar She wantin' my number, but I didn't bother I'm astral projectin', back in a sec' (ooh), 'kay Planet congestion, I've seen how they lookin' (go) Now I'm in progression, I heard that they talkin' when I wasn't present I'm too lit to quit on 'em (lit) Come to close and he pull out a stick on 'em (the stick) Fuck the numbers, I still got a cliff on 'em (cliff) Leave my grandson, don't make me go Rick on 'em (yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, stylin' forever, I never claim 'em, they aimin' wherever (yeah, yeah, yeah) Animal skin and she came in leather And that pussy was good, but the brain was better (yeah, yeah, yeah) I light up my tree and I change the weather (let's go) If you wanna to talk on the ways just holla (go, go) I make it rain wherever (let's go) Still make it rain, money and pain my niggas insane We lit off the rip, okay I came in to flex on your bitch, okay Stuffin' the moon in the clip, okay I turn you to solar eclipse, okay We been too lit to quit, okay (gone) Spendin' your whip on the drip, okay Livin' my life in the tricks, okay Where she flyin' in for the dick, okay We lit right off the rip, okay I came in to flex on your bitch, okay Stuffin' the moon in the clip, okay I turn you to solar eclipse, okay We been too lit to quit, okay Spendin' your whip on the drip, okay Livin' my life in the tricks, okay (gone) Your girl, she flyin' in for the dick, okay Diamonds in the groove, flyin' from the moon Slime from out the womb (okay) Bezel all my golden jewels, Tutankhamun Straight up out the tomb (let's go, let's go) No matter what the deal, paper like a tale, I'ma flung the bill (mh-mm-mm) Why he in the hill? Shorty from Brazil, do it for the thrill (mh-mm-mm-mm) Diamonds in the groove, flyin' from the moon Slime from out the womb (okay) Bezel all my golden jewels, Tutankhamun Straight up out the tomb (okay) No matter what the deal, paper like a tale I'ma flung the bill Why he in the hill? Shorty from Brazil, do it for the thrill Lit right off of the rip, okay I came in to flex on your bitch, okay Stuffin' the moon in the clip, okay I turn you to solar eclipse, okay We been to lit to quit, okay (gone) Spendin' your whip on the drip, okay Livin' my life in the tricks, okay Where she flyin' in for the dick, okay
Writer(s): Nathan Isaac Adams, Conor George Mulcahy, Jonathan Theodore Mcpherson, Ryan O'neill, Hritik Tushar Pattni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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