Practice ft. whoisgeno & Saint Loso Lyrics

(Camaran, can you say hi?)

(Hello)

Yeah

Let's go, let's go

Yeah, woah

Let's go, let's go, yeah

Woah

She moving she outta control (Yeah)

Double cup the Sprite and I'm out for the night

And the fit giving what it's suppose to (It is)

My aura gon' shine, watch it glow (It is)

Keep me a heater 'cause niggas be cold or I'm a be toast

The gap between us is not close

She in her feelings because of a post (Lame)

LOL, I do not want her

You can have it (Here)

Sing to that ho, Lenny Kravitz

Then, I go bust her down like a Patek (Flooded)

Get up every week and get that money through the Sabbath

Come in my way and it's static (Smoke)

She be like "Camaran, what make you so perfect?"

Practice

I step on the floor, tryna ball

Feeling crossed up from that smoke and that alcohol

Leaning, my back on the wall

In her mind, tryna get in her jaws

I'm just being honest shawty, I swear you the finest thing I then seen (Ok, ok)

Thinking 'bout diving in deep like a lil' submarine

She playing games but, I ain't boutta go

Shawty must think I'm a child

Only time that I play, when I play with that dough

The chosen one, they picked me out like a fro, let's go

Getting what's mine, that's fasho

I throw the lob, I ain't worried 'bout that ho

Chatting like you want the smoke

Ain't scared of nothing, yo' ass ain't a crow

Baby got desperate and turned to a thot

I'm everything that nigga not

Yeah, you was cold but, I showed you what's hot

And how to go run up the knots

Now, you tryna make the lil' nigga me

Niggas taking drip, I'm charging a fee

Every time one of my brothers leave I tell 'em stay dangerous, armed to the tee

She moving she outta control (Yeah)

Double cup the Sprite and I'm out for the night

And the fit giving what it's suppose to (It is)

My aura gon' shine, watch it glow (It is)

Keep me a heater 'cause niggas be cold or I'm a be toast

The gap between us is not close

She in her feelings because of a post (Lame)

LOL, I do not want her

You can have it (Here)

Sing to that ho, Lenny Kravitz

Then, I go bust her down like a Patek (Flooded)

Get up every week and get that money through the Sabbath

Come in my way and it's static (Smoke)

She be like "Camaran, what make you so perfect?"

Practice

Only time I feel alive is when I'm fighting sleep

That's why I'm on weed and lean

Replenish my soul, put it back in reach, it's sad

Tris running through these streets

Winter outside so, I'm dressed in fleece

She bad, Vivienne Westwood piece

I tell her to leave she being a creep

White boy like my whip, told me that it's radical (Huh, yeah)

I just finished my cup nodding off, driving a manual

Best of both worlds, I really can't snooze, feeling fantastical

Fast cars and pretty girls, what else could one want? (I don't know)

I just wear and do what I like, I swear I'm not tryna flaunt

If we on the highway and I hit the gas, flashers come on for the taunt (Awwww)

She ask for the truth, then asked me why I had to be so blunt (Huh)

Man, like "Who give a fuck?"

Man, like "Who give a fuck?"

She moving she outta control (Yeah)

Double cup the Sprite and I'm out for the night

And the fit giving what it's suppose to (It is)

My aura gon' shine, watch it glow (It is)

Keep me a heater 'cause niggas be cold or I'm a be toast

The gap between us is not close

She in her feelings because of a post (Lame)

LOL, I do not want her

You can have it

Sing to that ho, Lenny Kravitz

Then, I go bust her down like a Patek

Get up every week and get that money through the Sabbath

Come in my way and it's static

She be like "Camaran, what make you so perfect?"

Practice

I mean, listen, we're talking about practice

Not a game! Not a game! Not a game!

We're talking about practice

Not a game!

Not-not-not the game that I go out there and die for

And play every game like it's my last

Not the game, we're talking about practice, man