808ink - digital lyrics
[intro: blazeyl]
ayy, ayy
[verse 1: blazeyl]
ayy, she play me like piano
diamonds on my chain, jangle
strings, guitar (strings)
baby got nudes, no tangle (yes)
baby too sweet like lucky (sweet)
livin’ in a bubble, i pop it (pop it)
drip too much, i can’t stop it (drip, drip)
big, big thing, can’t pop it, two two’s, i’m up
i’ve been nice and [?] (nice)
girl on the phone, it’s a hotline (brrr)
she top, she’s not mine, we done that, all done, not front line (d-mn)
skr, skr on the end way, i’ma have her, i don’t care what her friends say
doubled in wraps, i chop, no sensei
still want that, she move too friendly
[hook: ideh]
all these baddies wanna love me
yeah, they love me, they wanna cuff me
in the suit shop lookin’ fancy, 40 on the chest, drip game lookin’ funky
let me just tryna get comfy, runnin’ to the money even if it looks ugly
i stack, invest, let me buy a bottle of bubbly (okay)
isn’t she lovely? (yeah)
melanin lookin’ like honey (what?)
i told her to trust me, said i’m comin’ back with the funnions
yeah, i bust out the ting and go
i can’t top the cheese and roll
tell her don’t get too close
[verse 2: 808ink]
[?] on my legs
that’s the only way to get it
skinnies up, man, by the belly
i ain’t have enough of that readies
big ‘ol [?] with a shiny car, and a lav star, that’s on credit
sauce you out, better truck me out, you can’t beat yourself, you’re just deaded
lookin’ around and made ‘nough us
put the tap of them, man, they drunk up
runnin’ around till the sun’s up
rubbin’ clutch on that [?]
made a heart melt when i walked up
k!ller suppressed when i popped up
so heart felt, i’ma [?]
surgery, how i cut you off
and you talk about how i rung up
slappin’ dash on you do that and i just take – my time
see, you never ran on food, run that really, please- i’m fine
m-u-m, i put the fire on them, man i’m gunnin’ – for the line
strapped on mace, then i dare not blaze, yet black car and go blam
[hook: ideh]
all these baddies wanna love me
yeah, they love me, they wanna cuff me
in the suit shop lookin’ fancy, 40 on the chest, drip game lookin’ funky
let me just tryna get comfy, runnin’ to the money even if it looks ugly
i stack, invest, let me buy a bottle of bubbly (okay)
isn’t she lovely? (yeah)
melanin lookin’ like honey (what?)
i told her to trust me, said i’m comin’ back with the funnions
yeah, i bust out the ting and go
i can’t top the cheese and roll
tell her don’t get too close
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