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SUNSET Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Ice on my wrist
It bling
Choppa in the trunk handgun
Under seat
Still riding dirty big Bernard
Pimp C
Hard on a bitch she said I'm coming
Off mean
I won't ever switch so I stick
To my team
10 toes down staying on my
Qs and Ps
Huncho on yo head like I'm part of QC
And you know I keep a shooter and he signed to the streets
I'm on my wave like I'm Kelly Slater
Hard work on this grind nigga
Ain't no elevators
Put the T-tops in the trunk
That was motivating
79 Trans-Am
My pops had these niggas hating
They talkin crazy til you get to sliding
I ain't got no love for these niggas
Oh you really tried it
All I got is dick for these hoes
Like I'm really diking
Wanna get online with the smoke
Oh you really typing
5000 on ya head boy
You really Audi
Told that girl I master p so pop it if you really bout it
Spin the block and double back to make sure that we really got em
Makaveli Don Killuminati
I heard Suge shot em
I got the reach though
The pull and the cheat codes
Business suits street clothes
And the motherfucking G code
Make ya knees touch ya elbows
That's for the freak hoes
Insecure lil bad ass
I need a Issa
Macho like I'm savage
I'm riding Rallies
No time to sneak diss
Send me Los or Addys
I'm saving money but I'd rather spend it
These niggas dying over hearts
Hank Gathers with it
I heard them boys lying
And they tattling
I see you boys buying it but you ain't selling it
I was fuckin on yo bitch
That you settled with
Running through exclusive shit
That you'll never get
Take another rapper beat
Fuck it up and level it
Dope money gotta clean it up after you peddle it
Rollin up to wake and bake
But I ain't baked yet
They thought I was a cake boy
But I ain't caked yet
These hoes thought I'd save em
But I ain't caped yet
Free my fam locked up for that
Never mind say less
Check the wins and losses column
Now do the average
All this dead weight getting dropped
And I'm eating salads
Ice on my wrist
It bling
Choppa in the trunk handgun
Under seat
Still riding dirty big Bernard
Pimp C
Hard on a bitch she said I'm coming
Off mean
I won't ever switch so I stick
To my team
10 toes down staying on my
Qs and Ps
Huncho on yo head like I'm part of QC
And you know I keep a shooter and he signed to the streets