GLASSES MALONE FT. YUNG FIF & SHAWTY LO lyrics : "Somethin Else"
Tags on my jeans, (*##$ I'm something else
Gold around my wrist, kicks a half a stack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
White (*##$, black jack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
First off this young Money
Cash money, my gang
But east side, set her straight
^!$$%, that's my thing
Blue side, my flat low
Case stairs and $$#ho
He asked for it with that dead mouth
Give it to him, you $$#ed out
I'm with it dog, you know me
You with it dog, come show me
Shoot shoot like I'm Kobe
Have yo (*##$ come blow me
My top down, my window's up
My music loud, got a full cup
Doin me if that's too much
This is truly me not giving a $#&@
I'm living it up, living it up
Call that that good life
You kissed her like good morning
I $#&@ed her like good night
Good night ? it's goodbye
Home to that next ho
If you don't smoke kush ^!$$%
You gon drink head shot
You don't slang, push ^!$$%
If you don't rap, patch route
Don't spit about my life
Got your holster flexed on
Cuz fate will get you $#&@ed
It's more than that 6-10
Cuz he'll give, he'll give
And if that %#@! ^!$$% dismissed
Vicky Shirt, Gucci belt
Tags on my jeans, (*##$ I'm something else
Gold around my wrist, kicks a half a stack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
White (*##$, black jack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
White (*##$ in that black jacket
Her bank account don't trust a bit
2 glocks, 2 chainz, they play away like jungle fever
All I get is #~!!@, and all I know is money
Every man's 1200, (*##$ you know what it do
Got them red bottles my feet huh
Louie phrase my face yea
5000 on jeans, 6 mo for Rose
I got your (*##$
Rolling rolling rolling, yea she up for molly
And we in this (*##$ strapped, I'm talking gangsta party
100 racks on that Panamera
I'm switching lanes, she switch again
Talk weed or I can't hear ya'll
Doin me so $#&@ ya'll
Chain colder than my avalanche
Try me, catch an avalanche
See my pockets, I'm a real gangsta
Cheese balls, you ain't hear my (*##$
Spend is all I really do
Realest ^!$$% than a mini coupe
Streets say I'm hot, rich game on iglu
I'm ballin
Ballin ballin ballin (*##$ I'm sellin blocks
Snort that line it is, I bet your $$# drop
Vicky Shirt, Gucci belt
Tags on my jeans, (*##$ I'm something else
Gold around my wrist, kicks a half a stack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
White (*##$, black jack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Been here, swept bang cash shawty
Killas in the OG, man they told me
I hear you ^!$$%s talkin but ^!$$%s talk cheap
I'm blowin mighty fast, say free Big Meech
Did a lot of trees and that %#@! come from Catlin
Time to re-up, now I'm going back to Catlin
Back from Catlin, now I'm back in Atlanta
Bag on my bank, yea a gift like Santa
Man a white (*##$ and I go 2 seater
Remind of the pack when I had the egg beater
I beat that white like I beat Tina
MC Hammer, tell me have you seen her
Vicky Shirt, Gucci belt
Tags on my jeans, (*##$ I'm something else
Gold around my wrist, kicks a half a stack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
White (*##$, black jack
Oh Lord, I done found my swag
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