sportvvs - accidental lyrics
[intro]
aye cv, you cooked this?
y2, is that you?
[chorus]
we done pulled out the lot in the benz, ho
(?) so we know it’s a rental
yeah we gone let off some shots and they ain’t accidental
and i came in her mouth like a n+gga do (?)
if a n+gga run up, he gon’ fold, pretzel
we pull up in that foreign, ouh, tesla
and he ain’t from around cause he knew better
got a rick owens jacket, this new leather
all these b+tches be boring, my hoe forеign
all my n+ggas gon’ shoot and you know they scoring
my diamonds dripping, you know they pouring
and i hop in the coupе and you know i floor it
my n+ggas shoot with precision
burberry shades so i see all the visions
why the canada goose, you can see how i’m living
we gon’ wet up the block if we catching him slipping
[verse 1]
and she is a hoe, i can’t save her
just like a card, you know how i trade her
slide in all+black so i feel like darth vader
if it ain’t about money i’ll talk to you later
and he don’t want smoke, no cancer
b+tch i’m balling like (?)
i’m pouring the lean in my new tropicana
and i’m sipping on sprite, i don’t f+ck with the fanta
and i’m moving like michael, she dirty diana
i’ll just keep on doing drugs
i go around and they don’t show me love
i just came in with a whole lotta slugs
and you sip out the bottle, i sip out a jug
and i sip out the (?) like i was a (?)
and these n+ggas annoying, remind me of bugs
not talking ’bout ysl, i’m with young thug
and i don’t want sh+t, i do sh+t just because
and these n+ggas switch up like the seasons
[bridge]
i’m not a blood, but you know how they bleeding
my n+ggas shoot if you give ’em a reason
my n+ggas shoot like trevor ariza
and we got them (?)
italian b+tch and she scream “mama mia”
and she watching my moves, mona lisa
and we setting it up with latifah
she hit my gas once and she turned to a cheefer
[chorus]
we done pulled out the lot in the benz, ho
(?) so we know it’s a rental
yeah we gone let off some shots and they ain’t accidental
and i came in her mouth like a n+gga do (?)
if a n+gga run up, he gon’ fold, pretzel
we pull up in that foreign, ouh, tesla
and he ain’t from around cause he knew better
got a rick owens jacket, this new leather
all these b+tches be boring, my hoe foreign
all my n+ggas gon’ shoot and you know they scoring
my diamonds dripping, you know they pouring
and i hop in the coupe and you know i floor it
my n+ggas shoot with precision
burberry shades so i see all the visions
why the canada goose, you can see how i’m living
we gon’ wet up the block if we catching him slipping (oh+yaa)
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