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M1OnTheBeat M1OnTheBeat Been sat in the T-house all day If nuttin' I'm in the ends tryna catch me A headshot, and I call that a North Face I've been going on tour Way before I woulda sold that old dates I was in my cell, no calendar I've been tryna keep track of my court dates Now this bad b come to the Nizz Give brains, no foreplay, all day, all day I was in a Trizz Tryna find out how to whip up cocaine, all day, all day I spent a rack on my steppers I might go and spend the same on shawty (What?) When we uptown eating lobster We have come a long way from Ko-Lee Free Vel, free Vel, that's my co-de, co-de, co-de (What?) Still screaming free Daz as well He came out on fuckrey, so they gave him more days (What?) But he's soon home, no stress (Stress) Both OT and rap I don't really know nuttin' else (No) VVS on me, no my neck frozen SongtexteIt come in like it covered in sorbet (What?) All these bad B loves diamonds, make her turn naughty, naughty, naughty And all the mandem love headies when I let it off broad day, broad day, broad day Still spend this prof' on a .40, I hit the trap relentless like Sony I can get you O's for the low and I don't mean the city in Norway ‪I really took bus to school, now I can get a buss down Roley And I don't need public transport just to go buss down Sloan Street This quarter chicken ain't a munch from Morley's Take that chicken to the gym, no protein Now all I do is count this money, that's all day, all day (What?) Been sat in the T-house all day If nuttin' I'm in the ends tryna catch me A headshot, and I call that a North Face I've been going on tour Way before I woulda sold that old dates I was in my cell, no calendar I've been tryna keep track of my court dates Now this bad b come to the Nizz Give brains, no foreplay, all day, all day I was in a Trizz Tryna find out how to whip up cocaine, all day, all day I spent a rack on my steppers I might go and spend the same on shawty (What?) When we uptown eating lobster We have come a long way from Ko-Lee (Ayy) Dem man there for the out 'ere flexin', tryna show off for groupies Me, I just back that skeng and burn him, mad that boy, boy cop Gucci Old school was fur and Gucci (What?) Now just Dolce all day Fiends called saying they love the rock but this ain't no song from Coldplay I'ma get this money all day That's what the broke days taught me Feds tryna nail like Sary Yeah, yeah, I ain't talking Tory I'm cuttin' through west, Kanye I'ma spend all of this money Make these bad B's wanna come Nizz, N'Golo Kanté Ayy Tommy Turner Tommy Turn', ayy Tommy Turner Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn Been sat in the T-house all day If nuttin' I'm in the ends tryna catch me A headshot, and I call that a North Face (All day, dall day) I've been going on tour Way before I woulda sold that old dates (Old dates) I was in my cell, no calendar I've been tryna keep track of my court dates (Court dates, court dates, court dates) Now this bad b come to the Nizz Give brains, no foreplay, all day, all day (Turn, turn, turn, turn) I was in a Trizz Tryna find out how to whip up cocaine, all day, all day (Woo!) I spent a rack on my steppers I might go and spend the same on shawty (What?) When we uptown eating lobster We have come a long way from Ko-Lee Aus Songtexte Mania