Done Explaining ft. JVKE Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
Gotta get now, I'ma run to the bag, my pace like Sonic
Me and my brother at the penthouse, got the bitch sippin' on dirty, this ain't no tonic
Keep the screenshot of my account in the negative
It was a present, thats just a remind us
Now is perfect timing
Niggas rather trace I can't relate with all the faking
I had birdies in the basement, falcons, Atlanta crazy
Dumped a dope over the balcony, it's rainin', babies
I had took off, you was doubting me, I'm done explaining
Just woke up in this bitch bed like I need some cheese
Mufuckas wanna turn the sliders up on the game so i had to use dem cheats
Somebody tell me please
(Why)Do niggas be fakin'?
(Why)Do niggas be hatin'?
(Why) Am I needing some patience
(Why)Was I snatching for payments?
Gucci, Remember I had to Lacoste it
Boosie, I cut you off, not a barber
Goofy, I think now I got a stalker
Ruthless, why we keep sticks like the dodgers
Smoothie, She drank it up and then threw me the coochie
How did I change she dont fuck with the new me?
Wouldn't be actin' like that if you knew me
I'm the same nigga from Levi the ksubi
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands,
Gotta get now, I'ma run to the bag, my pace like Sonic
Me and my brother at the penthouse, got the bitch sippin' on dirty, this ain't no tonic
Keep the screenshot of my account in the negative
It was a present, thats just a remind us
Now is perfect timing
Niggas rather trace I can't relate with all the faking
I had birdies in the basement, falcons, Atlanta crazy
Dumped a dope over the balcony, it's rainin', babies
I had took off, you was doubting me, I'm done explaining
Once we shoot, we gun changin', just to count up some change
Better go count up some change, 40 gon' send a lil' shot at your brain
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
Ski mask on all my friends like we Taliban
If I relapse on all these drugs, you probably won't see me again
If I spin in these three stripes, I can't wear Adidas again
I wanted the cheese, I had to believe in me
Believe, believe
Bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands, bands
Gotta get now, I'ma run to the bag, my pace like Sonic
Me and my brother at the penthouse, got the bitch sippin' on dirty, this ain't no tonic
Keep the screenshot of my account in the negative
It was a present, thats just a remind us
Now is perfect timing
Niggas rather trace I can't relate with all the faking
I had birdies in the basement, falcons, Atlanta crazy
Dumped a dope over the balcony, it's rainin', babies
I had took off, you was doubting me, I'm done explaining