
meh Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Grew up in the trenches, now we up
Perkys in the double cup, smokin' weed, fuck all my lungs
Feel like Giannis every time I speak, bitch, I get a buck
Bitch, I ball like LeBron, I just stack it up in my dunks
How the fuck are you gonna tell me what to fuckin' do
Bitch, I'm gettin' bands, I just spent a rack on some shoes
If you talk on bro, I'm just gonna let the chopper shoot
Spent all my old racks, all these new bags all fuckin' new
I'ma quiet down, I'ma bring it down to a whisper
Bitch, I toke the knocker this a mac, this ain't no pistol
I get all the bitches in the mood when they hear the whistle
I ain't shootin' no little pistol, bitch, I'm shootin' missiles
Bitch, I'm from New York, but I'm rappin' out some Playboi shit
Don't give a fuck, I'm gettin' racks, I just crash the whip
How you gonna say you gon' kill me, but you ain't do shit
I be chasin' bags, so I spend a rack on my new fits
I'ma quiet down, I'ma bring it down to a whisper
Bitch, I toke the knocker this a mac, this ain't no pistol
I get all the bitches in the mood when they hear the whistle
I ain't shootin' no little pistol, bitch, I'm shootin' missiles
Bitch, I gave 20K, to have your bro set you up
In the fuckin' double cup, Perky's fuckin' on my lungs
Extension on a Mac, I just put one on my new drum
Everybody try to set me up, so I'ma keep a gun
Bitch, I'm a Playboi, and I'm rockin' out some Carti shit
Got the Nike tech, and I'm rockin' Carti on the wrist
Put the diamonds on my pinky, punch you, call that diamond lip
How you gonna say you gon' kill me, but you ain't do shit
Grew up in the trenches, now we up
Perkys in the double cup, smokin' weed, fuck all my lungs
Feel like Giannis every time I speak, bitch, I get a buck
Bitch, I ball like LeBron, I just stack it up in my dunks
I'ma quiet down, I'ma bring it down to a whisper
Bitch, I toke the knocker this a mac, this ain't no pistol
I get all the bitches in the mood when they hear the whistle
I ain't shootin' no little pistol, bitch, I'm shootin' missiles