Testo lifestyle - luh krazy
Testo della canzone lifestyle (luh krazy), tratta dall'album luh krazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Jordan 4's on his feet, looking mad, drippin
My boy over here smokin' weed, yeah, yeah, yeah
Too much shit goin' on in my head Smokin' weed till my eyes turn red
Gettin' higher and higher till I reach the clouds, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'm a D.B. who takin' out wrists like If you not makin' a hit, should I make it a diss
Why you tryna spin my block? Yeah, yeah
Makin' so much hits, they call me Blasey Banks, yeah, yeah
Niggas be tryin' to look for me, but they don't know I got an army, yeah, yeah
Yeah, too much, smoke in my lungs, I can't even breathe no more, yeah
I don't even know what to think, cause my eyebreeze is too foggy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Damn, this pussy-ass bitch really mad, cause I got with his ex
(what's up doe where you from?)
Uh, fuckin' bitch-ass nigga, fuckin' pussy I'll run your fuckin' block, shoot you in your fuckin' face
Make sure you're fuckin' dead, run me a fuckin' grave
Gwen in the grave, you'll fuckin' rot Stupid-ass bitch, stupid, dumb, fuckin' hoe
Yeah, go fuckin' cry about it to your mother Oh, wait, your mother's dead
Your mother's ashes, like, smokin' so much deads, like, like, yeah
Makin' so much hits, like, yeah, yeah, yeah
Niggas tryna test me, but I'm really deep in the streets, like, shots of many ops, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like, yeah, have so much money, they call me Da Bank, yeah, yeah
Like, yeah
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Writer(s): Luh Krazy
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