detroit l-o - floral button up lyrics
[intro poem: swiffleback swanson]
oh yeaaaa, enhanced sk!lls on the bbq grill
sick wrist motion that could k!ll
rays from the sun giving off a delightful feel
sit back and relax as l+o gives you the real
[verse 1:]
pineapple fried rice with cashews
you showing off yo bank, but not a soul asked you
lazy n+ggas get sick, i make it look so easy
chew some gum and drink some water if you feeling queezy
bad b+tches, surrounded by more bad b+tches
ion care for em, brought em to the room for my n+ggas
steady chasing the chicken, ain’t no getting plucked
crusing my cadi slow, n+ggas passing mad as f+ck
so d+mn angry, you ain’t even peep yo b+tch
gazing at the old skool, hoping that i hit a switch
in denial like she the sh+t, no way
i could’ve pulled that little b+tch on a broke day
i only flirt with ladies just to see who gon play me
so when i come up, i ask em’ what have you done for me lately
hotel looking over niagra falls
you should’ve see this sh+t at night, so cut off all the lights
[hook:]
money don’t mean nothing if you ain’t solid
guns don’t mean nothing if you ain’t bout it
cash all in the stash, you know i got it
money don’t mean nothing if you ain’t solid
guns don’t mean nothing if you ain’t bout it
cash all in the stash, you know i got it
[verse 2:]
stir fry in a manhattan suit
cool runnings for the paper, ice skates on my feet
voice make a b+tch melt
i done lapped these n+ggas, yo stomach done lapped over yo belt
what yo portfolio on robinhood worth
you don’t understand the slopes, then it’ll prolly never work
feel like these hoes out to get me
she wanna be my sunshine because a n+gga looking richie
purified, waiakaea by the liter
toss money, like ja rule tossing papa cristo pitas
cherishing my solitude, i tell her i don’t need her
old heads always said it was cheaper to keep her
and the older i get, i feel like life gets lets deeper
its simple, get yo money right, don’t be scared to take flight
and when the opportunity come, jump on immediately
use your brain in every situation, think strategically
[hook:]
money don’t mean nothing if you ain’t solid
guns don’t mean nothing if you ain’t bout it
cash all in the stash, you know i got it
money don’t mean nothing if you ain’t solid
guns don’t mean nothing if you ain’t bout it
cash all in the stash, you know i got it
money don’t mean nothing if you ain’t solid
guns don’t mean nothing if you ain’t bout it
cash all in the stash, you know i got it
money don’t mean nothing if you ain’t solid
guns don’t mean nothing if you ain’t bout it
cash all in the stash, you know i got it
[outro poem: swiffleback swanson]
oh yeaaaa, being real could never k!ll
as we rise to the top, valuable game being instilled
into our mental as we persist in being real
although our fortune is received in slow motion
take our time, staying sane through commotion
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