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svint ivy & baby.blue - al capone lyrics

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intro: katt williams]

oh yeah, ouhboy this sh+t banging !

[hook: svint ivy]
steady locked in it’s just me and the gang
hotbox the booth and we smelling like dank
nuclear we finna blow like we hitting the bank
been keepin’ it one hunnid and we ain’t here for the cap
man on god i’m being honest
i’m here for paper not friends, swear i’m avoiding pretense
young n+gga been distant since way, ain’t here to surf waves
so on god yeah i’m here till the end, uh ×2
[verse 1: svint ivy]
it’s that paper chase, ignore the hate, now f+ck the fame
man i’m in it for the riches
heard that snakes hiss, birds chirp, a lot of sh+t
gotta mind my own business
man they used to doubt
that a n+gga would make it
you talking racks
while i’m out here chasing
still the same n+gga
and on god i ain’t changing
man i can’t switch
like how bruce went kaitlyn
i hear he a god ?
oh sh+t is so blasphemy
guess i’m an agnostic
your sh+t so fallacy
they murder for clout
oh sh+t is so callously
crib full of pink
like i done copped the pharmacy
man i want a yellow lambo with no rooftop
yeah diamond grillz, finna drip talk
i’m talking icy wrist, man no tic toc
get money like i work at the strip club
[hook: svint ivy]
steady locked in it’s just me and the gang
hotbox the booth and we smelling like dank
nuclear we finna blow like we hitting the bank
been keepin’ it one hunnid and we ain’t here for the cap
man on god i’m being honest
i’m here for paper not friends, swear i’m avoiding pretense
young n+gga been distant since way, ain’t here to surf waves
so on god yeah i’m here till the end, uh ×2

[verse 2: baby.blue]
steady on lock down
look down
now you at the top ain’t starring at the roof now
thuda mahn buda mahn please don’t pull up in my hood with the same old hoodie mahn
keep it one hunnid never swerve
if you talking add money in the topic
sense trouble if you steppin in my turf
gotta pay and they ain’t no deposits
i fell in love with the music, i know that’s its feeling the same
don’t even try to confuse it, i get it i wasn’t gone make it this far by myself
i got the game in a stroke case
this ain’t a game it’s a cold case
i wanna move with my own pace
but some of you n+ggas just give face
[hook: svint ivy]
steady locked in it’s just me and the gang
hotbox the booth and we smelling like dank
nuclear we finna blow like we hitting the bank
been keepin’ it one hunnid and we ain’t here for the cap
man on god i’m being honest
i’m here for paper not friends, swear i’m avoiding pretense
young n+gga been distant since way, ain’t here to surf waves
so on god yeah i’m here till the end, uh ×2



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