Mike Amiri Lyrics

(Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle)

(Aye, Soul)

(Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle)

(He want smoke like fuck it get 'em out the way)

(This ain't no cap this for my dog up in the grave)

(Talk down on me no I don't care)

(QVR)

Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle

Said he want smoke like fuck it get 'em out the way

This ain't no cap this for my dog up in the grave

Talk down on me no I don't care bout what you say

I know some killers do whatever to get paid, yeah

Oh no I ain't changing shit I cannot help how I was made, yeah

Diamonds dancing in the dial you would've thought this a parade, yeah

All this money coming in I'm seeing lots of blue faces

Yeah

Mike Amiri jeans them pockets deep can hold a lot of money

No I ain't flexing what I got, he look at me act like I owe him something

Ain't never cared about a bitch who for the team she fucking everybody

I just sit back mind my business double cup filled up with purple muddy

Diamond in the rough I been abrased

Shining star on top my Range

New hybrid whip came with the range

He speak on who, I never changed

Don't know that bitch she looking strange

Taking flights, foreign exchange

I cut shit up I'm going insane

Piss that Codeine down the drain

Ain't no one was around, where was you at when help I need that

My heart weight like a hundred pounds, one in my head hurt I might re-a-lapse

Dirty money make it clean on top my diamonds think they need a bath

You reach for mine end of discussion that's a toe tag, soul snatched

Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle

Said he want smoke like fuck it get 'em out the way

This ain't no cap this for my dog up in the grave

Talk down on me no I don't care bout what you say

I know some killers do whatever to get paid, yeah

Oh no I ain't changing shit I cannot help how I was made, yeah

Diamonds dancing in the dial you would've thought this a parade, yeah

All this money coming in I'm seeing lots of blue faces

This ain't no cap this be my life I'm really speaking how I feel

Jump in the cat put it in sport, I light shit up I grab the wheel

I'm from the town where people envy 'cause I ball like Bradley Beal

New money up straight from the bank it's hard to press these vacuum seals

No I don't need 'em, stand by myself moonwalking when it's raining out

Like fuck I miss my granddad really love him, all this pain like when it gon' run out

Draco, Keltech with a beam we clear the scene them Glocks start spraying out

Move by myself can't check my moves, so ain't no telling what I'm really 'bout

How you gon' speak about my life let's be for real you don't even know me

I stand on ten times it by ten

I'm ten bands up do it again

This just a message to them people know they don't want me to win

New foreign car park it garage

Came in matching like my twin, yeah

Mike Amiri jeans, B.B Simon hold my belt buckle

Said he want smoke like fuck it get 'em out the way

This ain't no cap this for my dog up in the grave

Talk down on me no I don't care bout what you say

I know some killers do whatever to get paid, yeah

Oh no I ain't changing shit I cannot help how I was made, yeah

Diamonds dancing in the dial you would've thought this a parade, yeah

All this money coming in I'm seeing lots of blue faces

Yeah

Ain't no one was around, where was you at when help I need that

My heart weight like a hundred pounds, one in my head hurt I might re-a-lapse

Dirty money make it clean on top my diamonds think they need a bath

You reach for mine end of discussion that's a toe tag, soul snatched