
E For Edicate Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm so high right now that I can barely focus
They ain't let me in the door, it was already open Don't fuck with too many niggas, most y'all
Cases open
Ain't tryna fuck, but I'm gon' send her to
the crib, soakin
I got shit
They want it to hear, but when I drop a tape
I don't promote it, yeah
But they still check for me, yeah
Bitch, I ain't tryna talk unless you got a check for me, yeah
I think that pack just touched down,
I gotta check and see
Just made a play at chic-a-sea if they ask,
I got my receipt
Heard I was gettin' money, them hoes wanna get Next to me
I need to bougie bitch, so better come correct
My lil' nigga only shoot, don't even dribble when He step
If he a shooter, call him Steph
How he gon' slide out with that mob stick
And he still gon' leave a mess
Played my song in the club, she didn't know
The words, but she impressed
Hey, you know I'm up next, really now
Already wear the crown, she gon' be upset if I pull Up and I don't wipe her down
And I knew that was his bitch, that's why she Crackin' smiles
She fuckin' with me cause she like my style
Nigga, this that well-invested shit
And I'm the president, and I was that nigga since Back then and in the present tense
We been eatin' good, so I been workin' on my Etiquette
If it ain't bout no bread, then I ain't sweatin' it
And even then, I'll get it back again
Most my niggas gone, some lost in the wind
Or in the pen, don't go out bad, chasin' the bag
I know she live a life of sin, anything for the Money, she just tryna win
Don't call my phone when you alone, bitch, call Your friend
Cause I want both for y'all, long nights, I been Workin' hard
My days been gettin' shorter, movin' reckless
Probably ridin' with that shit from across the Border
It's time to work, can't be relaxin',
Said ima quit a thousand times, so why the fuck I Keep relaxin'
Ain't got a clue, if it hit you, don't know what Happened
Walk through the front, they show me love
And when I leave, I need the backend
We really put our people on, you niggas cappin
You know I rep that like it's my shit, rock a show Out like a mosh pit
Ain't even drop shit, and we still a trendin' topic
Big bank roll, can't fit it in the wallet
Throw the bitch a stack of ones, yeah
Sanity too fye, you too fire for this one
Gon' be a homicide, they shot so many times, they Gotta switch guns……