C'est La Vie Lyrics

I left the racks on the table

The Glock on the dresser

We started undressing

After we fucked then I left her

Been smoking on pressure

And sippin on Texas

I got friends but this money my bestie

I told ya don't test me

My shoota right next to me

My diamonds hit hard like it's jealousy

These niggas envious

Hate on my legacy

How the hell is my bitch so heavenly

Give me head or some money to pleasure me

Born broke but I'm tryna die rico

Could still make a living off dope n perico

Cause a nigga band up like bélico

I'm booted off meds going ape like I'm Nigo

And I'm finna put on for my people

Lil Migo get fly like an eagle

Sippin purple it's boosting my ego

Bending corners in something illegal

Dark tint so they can't see the rest

I'm addicted to drugs, money, and sex

Rollin dope while I lay on her legs

Want it all nothing more nothing less

In the slum cutting work like katanas

Lil Migo smoke dope like a Rasta

Booted up w a bad Columbiana

I'm in Dallas sippin drank to get more number

Money longer than a phone number

I left the racks on the table

The Glock on the dresser

We started undressing

After we fucked then I left her

Been smoking on pressure

And sippin on Texas

I got friends but this money my bestie

I told ya don't test me

My shoota right next to me

My diamonds hit hard like it's jealousy

These niggas envious

Hate on my legacy

How the hell is my bitch so heavenly

Give me head or some money to pleasure me