Listen to Michelin Star (feat. Jayson Cash) by QU/NTEN

Michelin Star (feat. Jayson Cash)

QU/NTEN

Hip-Hop/Rap

9 Shazams

Lyrics

We live, tint five like Michelin Star tint All these diamonds swanging these hoes blind you gotta squint Automatic lights cause none my dawgs even like to switch Matching tennis set from K she think she Serena now Twenty somethin odd shots up in this cup it got me leaning now Told my brother hold it down so he gon hold it down All my niggas is some dogs so they gon see the pound Lookin like I'm KP8 I need a couple birds Ride around with that baggy fitted tee I think I need it She know I'm a star that's why she think she the world Next chain pendant that I'm coming with is Jesus I double rounded my thesis is they still ain't better than me hoe I mean it I suit up like Newton, I put on like Wheezy Might have to go turn back around just to cleat it, I'm serious She might feel some type way I put banner on his head like its Myspace Shawty touch my wrist she might need some ice skates I go Isaac Rochelle I go nine eight I got a crescent hanging you could see the crater oh woah Wagyu five grade don't check what I payed oh woah They ain't ranked but they still talking like they play I just work it off and pray need them jeans with the crosses And they already know what it is when I talk about that man for real We live, tint five like Michelin Star tint All these diamonds swanging these hoes blind you gotta squint Automatic lights cause none my dawgs even like to switch Matching tennis set from K she think she Serena now Twenty somethin odd shots up in this cup it got me leaning now Told my brother hold it down so he gon hold it down All my niggas is some dogs so they gon see the pound Told them if they ain't talking legit then shut the fuck up Diamonds be blinding when they see them they wanna tuck up Gotta put that shit in your shirt when you see a big dog Gotta put the whip in reverse whenever my bitch call I don't understand how you don't see it On the one ten getting head while I drive and my seats heated I'm the coolest nigga for three reasons I look good, I smell good and my kicks cleanest I only wear them Air Force One's like one time Young nigga cannot relate bitch don't lie Go and tell the truth imma tell it too Go and put that money in my hand that's what you better do I be in the hills getting high with a better view Young niggas be going out sad that's what I never do If I said it then you know that I meant it We ain't on no sucker shit bitch we standing on business Cash
Writer(s): Jayson Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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