uno avion – advance lyrics
[chorus]
hit the stu then i go dumb
dash straight to the cash that’s a home run
this a suicidal mission yea it’s no fun
i’m finna ball like the boy from oklahoma
i be countin up this paper i don’t tote guns
all you do is hate lil n+gga you a whole bum
stay independent n+gga ion trust no one
headed to the top i don’t do this sh+t for nun
[verse]
hatin n+ggas headed left cuz they know i’m gettin right
got a bag way out of state so i’m out like a light
these n+ggas hate from the bottom while i’ll be up in a flight
they ain’t wanna see avion succeed so when i do it’s gon be a scary sight
n+gga thats your b+tch f+ck you gonna do if i swipe her
the game just like a shawty ima step up in and pipe hеr
i attract the baddest b+tches in thе sea only strippers
i spit heat on this track like a muf+ckin lighter
i’m breaking these bars down every single day ima fighter
and i’m bodying these n+ggas like i’m roudy roudy piper
spittin fire with these lyrics you could tell ion need a writer
and i’m staying on my hustle i ain’t never getting tired
cuz i’m on the road to get this milly on me i need it
and success is my destination i could really see it
making my next move just like a db i read it
i’m going crazy on this track i need to calm down jesus
[chorus]
hit the stu then i go dumb
dash straight to the cash that’s a home run
this a suicidal mission yea it’s no fun
i’m finna ball like the boy from oklahoma
i be countin up this paper i don’t tote guns
all you do is hate lil n+gga you a whole bum
stay independent n+gga ion trust no one
headed to the top i don’t do this sh+t for nun
[verse:2]
time is ticking i got a couple years to make it big
i’m bouta take this sh+t right to the house just like stefon diggs
my circle small money strong n+ggas who i’m hangin wit
i’m bouta blow straight out the blue but uno ain’t no crip
dats why i be smokin the beat like a cig
these n+ggas think they up field but i’m taking it back for 6
can’t f+ck wit b+tches they ain’t sh+t but some hoes and tricks
i rather hustle everyday so i could stack my chips
baby i been juggin for these bands i can’t love you
stickin to my hustle yea i put that sh+t above you
do this every day i keep my hours on a double
watch me step up in the game i’m bouta cause a lotta trouble
lay the bars right on the beat then im letting it rip
you know i’m real by the facts im spittin right out my lips
you think i won’t succeed out the streets i’ll catch you on the flip
just don’t come running back when you see me gettin h+lla rich
(b+tch)
[chorus]
hit the stu then i go dumb
dash straight to the cash that’s a home run
this a suicidal mission yea it’s no fun
i’m finna ball like the boy from oklahoma
i be countin up this paper i don’t tote guns
all you do is hate lil n+gga you a whole bum
stay independent n+gga ion trust no one
headed to the top i don’t do this sh+t for nun
Random Lyrics
- loonyjetski – nuance lyrics
- keladoma – g a t o r g u t s lyrics
- elliott brood – riding in time lyrics
- b red – iwotago lyrics
- primus – too many puppies (edit) lyrics
- sarah jay hawley – mary, did you know? lyrics
- young oak – iou lyrics
- thehxliday – dark romance lyrics
- zhanulka – спешл фор ю (special for you) lyrics
- tre breezy – the fall lyrics