Industry Nightmares Lyrics

Never been to UK but they love me in London

Back then didn't have it but now I be stuntin

I want it all started chasin the millions

I step on the gas no brakes to a billion

Smoke loud the strongest I match my persona

Run laps on these bitches I told them move over

Handle that business then hop in a Rover

Flew that bitch in from Barcelona

My chain the sickest I ain't talkin bout rona

Her boyfriend be callin she busy bent over

Backwoods n runtz I like the aroma

Smashin her guts she said do it slower

Her top is A1 must be she a hoe

Game is on lock I put in a choke

Louie the belt I bought three at the store

My eyes needed work I fixed them hoe

Snakes in the grass I chop with a mower

AK with the scope but I get up closer

Ride in 3rd row I got me a chauffeur

High off life why would I be sober

It is not shit I got a diploma

Travel first class while I sip on memosa

I'm in a foreign flexin Porsche

I also like mopar Charger Daytona

Slide in a Cat but it is not Doja

Said she is toxic that is her aura

TDB sauce I kill any genre

Whiskey on rocks I do not drink vodka

I need new thots tryout for the roster

I keep two glocks ride out n pop some

If she really loved you she wouldn't have got none

Daddy issues that's a slut that's his daughter

Never been to UK but they love me in London

Back then didn't have it but now I be stuntin

I want it all started chasin the millions

I step on the gas no brakes to a billion

Smoke loud the strongest I match my persona

Run laps on these bitches I told them move over

Handle that business then hop in a Rover

Flew that bitch in from Barcelona

Live in the flesh yeah we livin like this

Pyrex pot got it stinkin up the crib

Walk with the guop with a limp like this

45 stuck yeah I can't reach it

Desert eagle big so it stay in my hand

Double R fresh yeah I need a new whip

Ball so hard till I can't feel shit

My cock on hard when a bitch say hey

Imma take the point man fuck the assist

Feelin like Kobe on my mamba shit

Cookies in the wood no I won't pass it

Turn that boy up gotta hear what he say

Cover yo mouth better have etiquette

Yeah that choppa gon eat yeah that choppa gon spray

Lie on my name why you sayin all of that

Not here for the fame but I'm here for the bands

Always second to me no he can't be me

Who you know in a Maserati thuggin like G

Overdue pay shoulda charged yo ass fee

Flag on a play when a hoe touch me

That boy is a lame n he also dusty

Check up on fam gotta make sure they eatin

I'm seeing shit different just like it's 3D

That boy is a Mark so I call his ass Eaton

Never been to UK but they love me in London

Back then didn't have it but now I be stuntin

I want it all started chasin the millions

I step on the gas no brakes to a billion

Smoke loud the strongest I match my persona

Run laps on these bitches I told them move over

Handle that business then hop in a Rover

Flew that bitch in from Barcelona