lil dexy - awol lyrics
[chorus: sully the alcoholic]
you don’t want the smoke, you ain’t on my status
i came from the mud, and now i’m out here living lavish
they just wanna save face, p+ssy boy ain’t know about my pay grade
started from the bottom, we just out here on a playdate
i’m big steppin’, tote weapons when you next to me
i’m rollinem 7’s, you ain’t never get the best of me
top down, big bands, got dem speakers knockin’
and i’ma keep ’em lock+loaded
you won’t even
[verse 1: sully the alcoholic]
crazy motherf+cker, promise you i’m awol
i don’t gotta tell ’em that i’m end game, 8 ball
stay up in your lane or we might rock yo sh+t
i pop collar, top dog
b+tches flock (flock, flock, flock, flock)
so get to business, i ain’t flippin’ bricks, i’m in the kitchen
saucin’ on ’em motherf+ckers, see me out here livin’
same dudes, same “how”s, same “who”s
how you hatin’ on me when i’m better than you?
[chorus: sully the alcoholic]
you don’t want the smoke, you ain’t on my status
i came from the mud, and now i’m out here living lavish
they just wanna save face, p+ssy boy ain’t know about my pay grade
started from the bottom, we just out here on a playdate
i’m big steppin’, tote weapons when you next to me
i’m rollinem 7’s, you ain’t never get the best of me
top down, big bands, got dem speakers knockin’
and i’ma keep ’em lock+loaded
you won’t even
[verse 2: lil dexy]
hear us comin’, best get to runnin’ or i mortal kombat, finish him
i don’t start a game if i can’t promise i ain’t winnin’ ’em
flexicution, best to do it, why you actin’ stupid?
i don’t got the logic, but my studio is fruity loopin’
i ain’t ivy league, i multiply the dividends
you ain’t up to par with me, this where ya competition ends
i ain’t on the ballot, but i’m sure as sh+t a president
and i been in the one percent since sully had the bonnie to his clyde (hehe, i suck)
[chorus: sully the alcoholic]
you don’t want the smoke, you ain’t on my status
i came from the mud, and now i’m out here living lavish
they just wanna save face, p+ssy boy ain’t know about my pay grade
started from the bottom, we just out here on a playdate
i’m big steppin’, tote weapons when you next to me
i’m rollinem 7’s, you ain’t never get the best of me
top down, big bands, got dem speakers knockin’
and i’ma keep ’em lock+loaded
you won’t even
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