saint chris - motorola freestyle lyrics
[verse 1]
saint on the wave, b-tch
i never feel no ways
got a lot of money, lot of tracks, i’m living in a haze
ice my cup, i’m drinking rain
run this sh-t until i’m gray
catch me in the coffin, rotting, and i’ll still be screaming, aye
i need to stunt, on these hoes
look at my wrist, it be froze
look at my neck, look at my kicks, n-body looking like you don’t exist
flexing like stallone
i’m a dog p-ss me the bone
got two b-tches dressed in gold, and i just call them watch the throne
swisher and three blunts, like i be repping nike and adidas
everybody need this
everybody screaming
saint, you really ’bout that sh-t
saint, you really on some sh-t
aye
and i’m holding two girls, like they two phones
motorola, iphone
now they putting me on
now they putting me on
aye
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