stanwill - himalayas lyrics
[intro]
psh, b+tch, huh
(yo, zwerega, you so icy)
ayy
[verse]
mike amiri jeans, dior hat, b+tch, i’m drippin’ in the latest
brodie hit the backwood, now he in the himalayas
tried to run off with a sack, bullet hit him in the +n+s
thinkin’ back when i was broke, now i’m livin’ life amazing
pants full of paper, backwood full of ‘za
better not pull up thinkin’ we gon’ scr+p, you will die
b+tch keep sayin’, “we,” told her ain’t no you and i
could be celibate, this pape’ll make her do a lot
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, ain’t no gravity involved
had to make my own plays, they wasn’t passin’ me the ball
i think unky inhumane, he be slappin’ off the dog
she my favorite head hunter, she get active with the b+lls
off+white belt lookin’ like a jump rope (d+mn)
sayin’ he a pit, treat him like a pup though
only got the head, your b+tch wanna f+ck though
i don’t get my backend, ain’t comin’ through the front door
blow him like an o, he thought he could duck smoke
my b+tch tellin’ me stay safe, but she know i stunt though
b+tch, if you ain’t blowin’ d+ck, what the f+ck you come for?
b+tch, i’m mr. do the most, had to turn my thrust on
life gave me lemons, b+tch, i made paper (yeah)
glock and arp, i can’t stay safer (yeah)
couldn’t do this sh+t without them naysayers (yeah)
you know hoes gon’ be hoes, boy, you can’t change her
go to sleep in versace, wake up, throw some gucci on
how the f+ck that’s your b+tch if my d+ck what her coochie on?
got a strict dress code, know i gotta throw the tooly on
netflix and chillin’ with your b+tch, but it ain’t no movie on
at the scam house, got a hundred jacks stacked up
ain’t no seatbelts when we in the whip strapped up
in the ‘cat deep, b+tches in the back lapped up
gang members only, you ain’t that, can’t get dapped up
brodie ever fall, you know i’ma pick him back up
she ain’t get her titties done, but my b+tch racked up
i done touched a hundred off an msr and mac plus
put him in a box, pull up thinkin’ he gon’ jack us (boy)
whole gang on, but the tee off (b+tch)
catch an opp, we swingin’ sticks, we gon’ tee off (b+tch)
in seattle, sack+chasin’ like a seahawk
all the opps broke, like, no cap, i couldn’t be y’all
[outro]
huh, like, never though
you know it’s big dog sh+t militia, i’m the biggest sh+tter out, they know this sh+t
boy
yeah
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