Indiana Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
On da e way leavin Indiana
I tell my dawg yea I a rapper but I hate da camera
Jus touchdown inside a city
Wish I had my hammer
Ridin round wit like a eight of wock inna Durango
In da jungle I know I'll survive jus like my cousin Django
I can teach you da two step I don't know how to tango
From da south wea all we know is get a dollar nigga
Half dem trap niggas go get da gold that's how you ballin nigga
Neva was a staller or a stalker don't got problems Nigga
If the convo don't involve a dollar don't invole a nigga
Girl I don't wan talk so you can text me don't you call a nigga
330 on a tee I rock and take it off my nigga
Come trim den put some slight shit on again jus cause I got it
Went in loui just to get some shades just cause he send my profit
Hit da studio in any state I wan go fuck wit Boston
Wen Dey hear me rap they like no way da nigga dea from Charleston
It's 250 for dis line a wock hope Dey ain chop it
I pose to been leave for my show gotta play at da market
I skip a state and my girl outside at a day party
Love her to death wen you talk crazy what I hate shawty
On da e way leavin Indiana
I tell my dawg yea I a rapper but I hate da camera
Jus touchdown inside a city
Wish I had my hammer
Riding round wit like a eight of wock inna Durango
In da jungle I know I'll survive jus like my cousin Django
I can teach you da two step I don't know how to tango
from da south wea all we know is get a dollar nigga
Half dem trap niggas go get da gold that's how you ballin nigga
Keep it solid how I rocking
Know I da hardest pockets swole so that's why I pop it nigga
That beef ain Neva dead until he dead won't Neva squash it
For me to fuck wit you again you gotta hop out sparking
You Betta catch a body
Perc 30 like a Roxy
Pay for yo hair like I don't care but really want it sloppy
They tryda do da shit we do but Dey can't even copy
I got two sales at Harris teeter that's Ricky and Bobby
Both of them want exotic
I can get what you need
I came up selling p's
I don't know what you mean
Every other week change da scene
And My cup eater pink ain sippin green bitch I got green Brodie he got 50's and dem 100's we the money team
On da e way leavin Indiana
I tell my dawg yea I a rapper but I hate da camera
Jus touchdown inside a city
Wish I had my hammer
Riding round wit like a eight of wock inna Durango
In da jungle I know I'll survive jus like my cousin Django
I can teach you da two step I don't know how to tango
from da south wea all we know is get a dollar nigga
Half dem trap niggas go get da gold that's how you ballin nigga