lifelessgarments - hummin lyrics
[intro]
(rest in piece + rest in piece)
[chorus]
she wan’ catch me, in the place with all my handles
b+tch, i’m tsa, i’ll take your body, dismantle
and i’m going geek, sh+t insane
i still got rich, they tried to k!ll me, i love it
i ain’t looking for no handouts
create the hoe a budget
i put [?], and it get hotbox, my lungs tugging
five go threw trees, i guess you’re knocked off
ain’t scared of nothing
hopped on a check, i’m batman, as soon as i start touchin’
i teach you n+ggas a lesson, i’m high up off of chronic
i’m pouring out atomic lean, dropping down my tummy
and euros i start thumbin’
he ain’t touching like i’m touching
and she know i keep it coming
he ain’t showing a b+tch nothing
he ain’t living how i’m living
i can get these b+tches humming
(cl!ck, boom, cl!ck, boom)
i leave these b+tches humming
(cl!ck, boom, cl!ck, boom)
like i’m drake, i leave it drumming
whole time me and gang got it on and clutch it
they say garments run from nothing and he’s tryna sell her something
[verse]
she ain’t tryna break up, b+tch i break commas
same n+ggas talking down on a hill, i’ll leave ya tumbling
f+ck i look like? usaine bolt? b+tch i ain’t run from nothing
we in band class, gang drumming, and she blow a trumpet
we should calm her down, she all in my comments
i’m muhammad ali, leek got rich i started punching
v12 engine that b+tch keep on thrusting
can’t stay in one place, yeah i changed and acquired a better taste
yeah, it’s fame and my brothers still mine today
and i just keep it straight
and she tryna date, she want me to provide an answer
i ain’t saying, she get upset she throwing a tantrum
i ain’t f+cking on fans, top tier b+tches i can’t handle
380, double ac, all blackout, 556 got cameo
homicide massacre everywhere i go, in case sh+t gotta get handle
i ain’t gotta lie about this sh+t, it’s in ya face, on camera
my n+ggas they ready to die bout this sh+t, yeah we slide in lambos
i get respect from the gang, they treat me like rambo
[chorus]
she wan’ catch me, in the place with all my handles
b+tch, i’m tsa, i’ll take your body, dismantle
and i’m going geek, sh+t insane
i still got rich, they tried to k!ll me, i love it
i ain’t looking for no handouts
create the hoe a budget
i put [?], and it get hotbox, my lungs tugging
five go threw trees, i guess you’re knocked off
ain’t scared of nothing
hopped on a check, i’m batman, as soon as i start touchin’
i teach you n+ggas a lesson, i’m high up off of chronic
i’m pouring out atomic lean, dropping down my tummy
and euros i start thumbin’
he ain’t touching like i’m touching
and she know i keep it coming
he ain’t showing a b+tch nothing
he ain’t living how i’m living
i can get these b+tches humming
(cl!ck, boom, cl!ck, boom)
i leave these b+tches humming
(cl!ck, boom, cl!ck, boom)
like i’m drake, i leave it drumming
whole time me and gang got it on and clutch it
they say garments run from nothing and he’s tryna sell her something
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