CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : A Reflection
I just spend twenty on a check, thousand on some shoes
I'm smokin' on greesh right now while I'm in the stu'
I done f**ked every b*t*h you wanted to
They don't f**k with you 'cause I don't f**k with you
I just spend twenty on a check, thousand on my shoes
Smokin' on greesh right now while I'm in the stu'
I done f**ked every b*t*h you wanted to
They don't f**k with you 'cause I don't f**k with you
I just spent twenty on a Ray and then some chains (And some chains)
I'm rockin' with Chanel, f**k Johnny Dang
When I step in the trap, you know I do my thing
Pull up in a SRT, I ain't one of them
I feel like Ice Cube when thеy shot Ricky
I feel like J. Cole when hе fought Diddy
I was seventeen when my cousin got shot
Rylo watched the ave, shot him right on the block
I was fifteen when my grandma died
I was fifteen years old, I couldn't even cry
When my grandma died she was fifty years old (Oh, sh*t)
When my uncle died he was fifty years old (Oh, sh*t)
When my auntie died she was fifty years old (Oh, sh*t)
When my great-grandma died she was fifty-one (Facts)
Don't run up on me, n***a, I'm not the one
These Balenciaga's, not Air Jordan 1's (Nah)
When we shootin' a video, these real guns
I'ma say they props, but they real guns
This a real clip, and a real drum
Backwood look like O'Neal thumb
Backwood look like O'Neal's son
That b*t*h make you look real dumb
No Converse, these Prada shoes
I called my mom, she said, "I'm proud of you"
I feel like Uncle Ben how I'm beatin' the pot
And I'm high as a b*t*h 'cause I'm sippin' straight drop
I remember the days I was up in stock
Now she suckin' my d**k 'til I tell her to stop
I just bought a new watch, n***a, look at the rocks
Bought a Burberry suit and gave it to my pops
I just bought a few [?], put that sh*t in the pot
If a n***a run up on us he gon' get popped
I got so many guns that they think I'm a cop
If a n***a run up we shoot him like a cop
I don't f**k with these n***as like I was a cop
These n***as kill n***as but won't kill cops
I don't know none of you n***as, I don't got no opps
I'm on a f**kin' jet and my ears just popped
When I get off the jet I'ma do a show
Sixteen gold teeth in my mouth and they show
Sixteen gold teeth in my mouth and they glow
Your b*t*h look like LeBron, her hair won't grow
If I get drunk enough I might still f**k that hoe
This real Rick Owens, your sh*t is faux
I'm smokin' on greesh right now while I'm in the stu'
I done f**ked every b*t*h you wanted to
They don't f**k with you 'cause I don't f**k with you
I just spend twenty on a check, thousand on my shoes
Smokin' on greesh right now while I'm in the stu'
I done f**ked every b*t*h you wanted to
They don't f**k with you 'cause I don't f**k with you
I just spent twenty on a Ray and then some chains (And some chains)
I'm rockin' with Chanel, f**k Johnny Dang
When I step in the trap, you know I do my thing
Pull up in a SRT, I ain't one of them
I feel like Ice Cube when thеy shot Ricky
I feel like J. Cole when hе fought Diddy
I was seventeen when my cousin got shot
Rylo watched the ave, shot him right on the block
I was fifteen when my grandma died
I was fifteen years old, I couldn't even cry
When my grandma died she was fifty years old (Oh, sh*t)
When my uncle died he was fifty years old (Oh, sh*t)
When my auntie died she was fifty years old (Oh, sh*t)
When my great-grandma died she was fifty-one (Facts)
Don't run up on me, n***a, I'm not the one
These Balenciaga's, not Air Jordan 1's (Nah)
When we shootin' a video, these real guns
I'ma say they props, but they real guns
This a real clip, and a real drum
Backwood look like O'Neal thumb
Backwood look like O'Neal's son
That b*t*h make you look real dumb
No Converse, these Prada shoes
I called my mom, she said, "I'm proud of you"
I feel like Uncle Ben how I'm beatin' the pot
And I'm high as a b*t*h 'cause I'm sippin' straight drop
I remember the days I was up in stock
Now she suckin' my d**k 'til I tell her to stop
I just bought a new watch, n***a, look at the rocks
Bought a Burberry suit and gave it to my pops
I just bought a few [?], put that sh*t in the pot
If a n***a run up on us he gon' get popped
I got so many guns that they think I'm a cop
If a n***a run up we shoot him like a cop
I don't f**k with these n***as like I was a cop
These n***as kill n***as but won't kill cops
I don't know none of you n***as, I don't got no opps
I'm on a f**kin' jet and my ears just popped
When I get off the jet I'ma do a show
Sixteen gold teeth in my mouth and they show
Sixteen gold teeth in my mouth and they glow
Your b*t*h look like LeBron, her hair won't grow
If I get drunk enough I might still f**k that hoe
This real Rick Owens, your sh*t is faux
