No Amiris Testo
Testo No Amiris
Ha, ha, ha
Young rich nigga, man
I might just retire all my Amiris
I might burn them bitches in a pile, you dig? (I can't even quit playin', it's just like, you know?)
Passed up, nigga
I'm passed up (I'm that that's passed up)
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris (Nah, these ain't Amiris, ha, ha, ha, yeah)
We the richest young niggas in the whole fuckin' city (In the whole fuckin' city, in the whole fuckin' city, yeah)
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah (Watch this bitch get litty, watch his bitch turn up, yeah) Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah (Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah)
Got the city on lock (Yeah)
Came through with every type of foreign, every year when the city get hot
I be flyin' first class, I don't sit on no block
I can tell how you talk, you ain't never been shot (Yeah, you ain't never been shot)
I can tell how you move, you ain't never been watched
Feds did a sweep, everybody finna talk (Nah)
When it come down to me, I'ma take my own charge (My charge)
No, I ain't goin back to jail, I done came too far
I'm a real life star
Unless they got thirty five racks for a nigga, I ain't goin in the bar
'Fore I take a bitch home, I'll fuck her in a car
Can't drop her ass off 'cause I live too far (Far)
'Fore I made it off rap, I was runnin' up the cards (Cards)
Niggas still can't believe that I made it on the charts (Nah)
Never graduated school, buyin' brand new cars
Red key, push a button, tap the gas and it start, yeah
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris (Nah, these ain't Amiris, ha, ha, ha, yeah) We the richest young niggas in the whole fuckin' city (In the whole fuckin' city, in the whole fuckin' city, yeah)
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah (Watch this bitch get litty, watch his bitch turn up, yeah)
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah (Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah)
You can call me Glock or call me Big Key (Glizlock)
I don't fuck with rat, no Stuarts, no Mickey's (Uh-uh)
Three hundred racks on the chain, no pendant (Phew, phew, phew, yeah)
Got a billion dollars on my mind and I'ma get it (Phew, phew, phew, yeah)
Been gettin' to the money, I don't plan on quittin' (Uh-nuh)
Ayy, what's-his-name died, and they say I did it (Shh)
I'II take a nigga bitch and give her back like I rent it (Oh)
I just hopped in my bag and it's just the beginnin' (Yeah)
We don't fuck with that block, so you know we gon' spin it
Don't care 'bout the ticket, my nigga, I spend it (Yup)
Still be in the trap, that shit open like Denny’s (Trap, trap)
Championship ring on my pinky, we winnin' (Yeah, uh)
Prada set on but it look like some Dickies (Uh)
You know I'm that nigga, my bitch got them bitches (Yeah)
I keep that shit on, ayy, who fuckin' with me? (Nah)
Chrome Heart patches on me like I'm Christian (Ha)
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris (Nah, these ain't Amiris, ha, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
We the richest young niggas in the whole fuckin' city (In the whole fuckin' city, in the whole fuckin' city)
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah (Watch this bitch get litty, watch his bitch turn up, yeah)
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah (Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah)
Young rich nigga, man
I might just retire all my Amiris
I might burn them bitches in a pile, you dig? (I can't even quit playin', it's just like, you know?)
Passed up, nigga
I'm passed up (I'm that that's passed up)
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris (Nah, these ain't Amiris, ha, ha, ha, yeah)
We the richest young niggas in the whole fuckin' city (In the whole fuckin' city, in the whole fuckin' city, yeah)
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah (Watch this bitch get litty, watch his bitch turn up, yeah) Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah (Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah)
Got the city on lock (Yeah)
Came through with every type of foreign, every year when the city get hot
I be flyin' first class, I don't sit on no block
I can tell how you talk, you ain't never been shot (Yeah, you ain't never been shot)
I can tell how you move, you ain't never been watched
Feds did a sweep, everybody finna talk (Nah)
When it come down to me, I'ma take my own charge (My charge)
No, I ain't goin back to jail, I done came too far
I'm a real life star
Unless they got thirty five racks for a nigga, I ain't goin in the bar
'Fore I take a bitch home, I'll fuck her in a car
Can't drop her ass off 'cause I live too far (Far)
'Fore I made it off rap, I was runnin' up the cards (Cards)
Niggas still can't believe that I made it on the charts (Nah)
Never graduated school, buyin' brand new cars
Red key, push a button, tap the gas and it start, yeah
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris (Nah, these ain't Amiris, ha, ha, ha, yeah) We the richest young niggas in the whole fuckin' city (In the whole fuckin' city, in the whole fuckin' city, yeah)
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah (Watch this bitch get litty, watch his bitch turn up, yeah)
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah (Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah)
You can call me Glock or call me Big Key (Glizlock)
I don't fuck with rat, no Stuarts, no Mickey's (Uh-uh)
Three hundred racks on the chain, no pendant (Phew, phew, phew, yeah)
Got a billion dollars on my mind and I'ma get it (Phew, phew, phew, yeah)
Been gettin' to the money, I don't plan on quittin' (Uh-nuh)
Ayy, what's-his-name died, and they say I did it (Shh)
I'II take a nigga bitch and give her back like I rent it (Oh)
I just hopped in my bag and it's just the beginnin' (Yeah)
We don't fuck with that block, so you know we gon' spin it
Don't care 'bout the ticket, my nigga, I spend it (Yup)
Still be in the trap, that shit open like Denny’s (Trap, trap)
Championship ring on my pinky, we winnin' (Yeah, uh)
Prada set on but it look like some Dickies (Uh)
You know I'm that nigga, my bitch got them bitches (Yeah)
I keep that shit on, ayy, who fuckin' with me? (Nah)
Chrome Heart patches on me like I'm Christian (Ha)
Two thousand for the jeans, nah, these ain't Amiris (Nah, these ain't Amiris, ha, ha, ha, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
We the richest young niggas in the whole fuckin' city (In the whole fuckin' city, in the whole fuckin' city)
Say my name one time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah (Watch this bitch get litty, watch his bitch turn up, yeah)
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah (Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah)
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